after a 50th high school reunion for a school I went to from first to fourth grades. Amazed that anyone still remembered me, some I hadn't seen since 1950 when I moved from the small mining town of Eureka, Utah to a very large Los Angeles, Calif. with my mom. There were 12 students in Eureka's graduating class so they invited anyone who had ever attended the school since first grade. I recognized many.
In comparison five years ago I attended my 45th high school reunion in California which had 330 graduates in 1958, and I only knew a few students who were the student body leaders and more popular ones (not me).
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Monday, August 11, 2008
It's MAY DAY again!
Celebrating LABOR UNIONS today, but how about all the MOTHERS who are the original labor unions throughout history and in all species. Love ...
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My grand finale POETRY TO ART Competition was exhausting. but I finally got to put on a competition where both artists and poets were judge...
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Our annual Ward BBQ in Enterprise-an hour's drive from St. George gave us the opportunity to get out of town early and visit the nearby...
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How quickly our little ones: sons and grandchildren grow up. Hakan is now 20 and going into his second year in college. This year closer to...