Memorial Reflections
There were twelve years, more or less, of experience and change. Just kids, we were learning, growing, testing, flexing, laughing and crying. As enthusiastic, optimistic, foolhardy, immortal youths, we traversed life's roadways together. Since graduation we have found new roads: some straight, others crooked; some smooth, others needing repair; some high, others low. We have challenged pinnacles and trudged ahead. Yet, that delicate, crystal time of beginning remains.
Memory bytes. The choir singing "Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire". A Sousa march on Turkey Day. The smell of lilacs filling the auditorium at baccalaureate. A&W root beer and sloppy joes. YMCA rooftop surveillance. Ehlers' fifty-cent burgers followed by dancing downstairs. Arnold Sexe's death grip. Miss Wick. Woolen, lined 1939 band uniforms. "Rock Around the Clock" from Bill's jukebox. Coming from country school to WHS. Saturday matinees. "Y" dances. Magazine sales. Growth, laughter, friendship, pain.
Several of our friends are no longer with us, yet their spirits and gifts live on. We celebrate their lives, rejoice in having known them, feel thankful for past shared experiences and their part in shaping us.
By Marlene Bjerkesett Jezierski , July 2002
Remembering Our Friends:
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Mary was in our class until Senior year. Mary Benjamin 2000 |
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