I remember Ann as a sweet quiet person. As a Polio I also remember the wonerful acceptance given me by everyone, and especially the guys playing sports who made me feel as one of them. A BIG happy change from my prior 3 years elsewhere. There were, as always, Groups that hung together because of their preferences/likes or needs for acceptance-- but I don't ever recall any 'bashing' or meaness going on - lots of good natured kidding prevailed. Maybe I was just lucky.
Today is a whole different story! Love your grand kids by being there for them when they are downcast; be alert to their signals --cyberspace is *#/**#! for them.
You don't know "nuttin" compared to some of today's kids! Oh Boy! Did I EVER learn a lot when I had an aide working for me! The things she told me would make anyone's hair curl; and if your hair was curly, it would straighten it!
But back to the days of your youth, which is why I'm even making a comment: It is said that "time heals all wounds," so perhaps it's time to let it go and live in the present. God loves you too much for you to dwell on the past. Besides, we're all different now than what we were while at DuPont.
For myself, I was too busy working for the Florida National Bank to get involved in stuff like that. I entered DCT after having two surgeries with complications following, resulting in more hospitalization. Perhaps that was my salvation???
Yes, I also remember Ann. She was made fun of on occasion, if I recall, but mostly not in front of her. thank goodness. If it did happen in front of her, she ignored it like an adult and carried on. I admired that about her and am very sorry to hear of her passing.
I wonder if there are any high schools in history that did not have some kind of class structure, and where teasing or making fun does not occur. I would be totally blown away if there were many. I have a hard time imagining a school full of hundreds of bristling teen agers not competing fiercely with each in just about everything on all levels. (military school? convent?)
Let's see if I can figure out which class I was in... Hmmm, I worked at Clark's supermarket in the afternoons, and somtimes thumbed a ride to school (what a peach Judy B. was to pick me up once in a while). Ah, it seems pretty obvious.
Anyway, I have no misgivings about what goes on in almost all high schools, but am happy with the realization that most will get over it, and enter the more laid-back, pleasant, and cooperative zone of adulthood for most of their lives.
I am sorry to hear about Ann passing. She never hurt anyone. I certainly did not knw she was bullied. That is disgusting.
Since the subject of levels has come up. Our neighborhood was originally supposed to go to Landon but we were sent to Dupont Then when they built Terry Parker we were scheduled to go there, but they left us at Dupont. Then they built Englewood. We could only spend out Senior year at Dupont if we provided our own transportation.
I always felt like we were treated differently because we rode a school bus. It ws like we were from the wrong side of the tracks. I knew some nice people at Dupont, but Dupont definitely had "levels".
Unfortunately there were different class When I moved here in 1957 I did not at anytime feel welcome. I was a Yankee and at that time it was not a good thing to be. Yes I also remember how horrible Ann was treated. My time at DuPont was not a happy memory for me at all. I never felt like I fit in -it feels good to finally be able to admit it. Most of the girls were snobs.sorry but true.
Wow! I never knew that there was a clique of upper class, middle class and lower class...I hope I was in the class of normal and liked students....Good to hear from you Buster...
I am sorry to hear about an other classmate passing. I am also cocerned about Pauls comment about the upper class. He was a good friend and we spent a lot of time doing things together. I guess I was part of the lower class but did not know.
I have read the note left by another classmate and never knew that we had problems that could have represented "Bullying in the Classroom". If so, please accept our apology from the entire Football Team that usually stepped up to such actions.
Ann.... I remember you well. We chatted often since it seemed we were both outcasts. I am sorry life fled you so soon. Wish you were here once more so we could prick at the (many) faults of the "upper class" folks in our class. We sure had a good time laughing at them did we not? I hope God has taken you close to his bosum. Your hard life certainly earned you a few extra hugs. Bye from your friend....
Grandle Starling (1958)
Those were the days...Let's remember the good ones...See everyone at the "Forever 58" reunion...
Dick Schultz (1958)
I remember Ann as a sweet quiet person. As a Polio I also remember the wonerful acceptance given me by everyone, and especially the guys playing sports who made me feel as one of them. A BIG happy change from my prior 3 years elsewhere. There were, as always, Groups that hung together because of their preferences/likes or needs for acceptance-- but I don't ever recall any 'bashing' or meaness going on - lots of good natured kidding prevailed. Maybe I was just lucky.
Today is a whole different story! Love your grand kids by being there for them when they are downcast; be alert to their signals --cyberspace is *#/**#! for them.
Rebecca Chafin (Calhoun) (1958)
Sweet Loves,
You don't know "nuttin" compared to some of today's kids! Oh Boy! Did I EVER learn a lot when I had an aide working for me! The things she told me would make anyone's hair curl; and if your hair was curly, it would straighten it!
But back to the days of your youth, which is why I'm even making a comment: It is said that "time heals all wounds," so perhaps it's time to let it go and live in the present. God loves you too much for you to dwell on the past. Besides, we're all different now than what we were while at DuPont.
For myself, I was too busy working for the Florida National Bank to get involved in stuff like that. I entered DCT after having two surgeries with complications following, resulting in more hospitalization. Perhaps that was my salvation???
Michael Kilpatrick (Kilpatrick) (1958)
Yes, I also remember Ann. She was made fun of on occasion, if I recall, but mostly not in front of her. thank goodness. If it did happen in front of her, she ignored it like an adult and carried on. I admired that about her and am very sorry to hear of her passing.
I wonder if there are any high schools in history that did not have some kind of class structure, and where teasing or making fun does not occur. I would be totally blown away if there were many. I have a hard time imagining a school full of hundreds of bristling teen agers not competing fiercely with each in just about everything on all levels. (military school? convent?)
Let's see if I can figure out which class I was in... Hmmm, I worked at Clark's supermarket in the afternoons, and somtimes thumbed a ride to school (what a peach Judy B. was to pick me up once in a while). Ah, it seems pretty obvious.
Anyway, I have no misgivings about what goes on in almost all high schools, but am happy with the realization that most will get over it, and enter the more laid-back, pleasant, and cooperative zone of adulthood for most of their lives.
Patsy Floyd (Griffin) (1958)
I am sorry to hear about Ann passing. She never hurt anyone. I certainly did not knw she was bullied. That is disgusting.
Since the subject of levels has come up. Our neighborhood was originally supposed to go to Landon but we were sent to Dupont Then when they built Terry Parker we were scheduled to go there, but they left us at Dupont. Then they built Englewood. We could only spend out Senior year at Dupont if we provided our own transportation.
I always felt like we were treated differently because we rode a school bus. It ws like we were from the wrong side of the tracks. I knew some nice people at Dupont, but Dupont definitely had "levels".
Marion Miralia (Labhart) (1958)
Unfortunately there were different class When I moved here in 1957 I did not at anytime feel welcome. I was a Yankee and at that time it was not a good thing to be. Yes I also remember how horrible Ann was treated. My time at DuPont was not a happy memory for me at all. I never felt like I fit in -it feels good to finally be able to admit it. Most of the girls were snobs.sorry but true.
Grandle Starling (1958)
Wow! I never knew that there was a clique of upper class, middle class and lower class...I hope I was in the class of normal and liked students....Good to hear from you Buster...
Buster Marohn (1958)
I am sorry to hear about an other classmate passing. I am also cocerned about Pauls comment about the upper class. He was a good friend and we spent a lot of time doing things together. I guess I was part of the lower class but did not know.
Buster
Grandle Starling (1958)
Ann,
I have read the note left by another classmate and never knew that we had problems that could have represented "Bullying in the Classroom". If so, please accept our apology from the entire Football Team that usually stepped up to such actions.
Rest in Peace,
Grandle
PS: Thanks for posting the info Paul...
Paul Manske (1958)
Ann.... I remember you well. We chatted often since it seemed we were both outcasts. I am sorry life fled you so soon. Wish you were here once more so we could prick at the (many) faults of the "upper class" folks in our class. We sure had a good time laughing at them did we not? I hope God has taken you close to his bosum. Your hard life certainly earned you a few extra hugs. Bye from your friend....
Paul