Memories: I remember growing up in a "Happy
Day's" atmosphere (as in the TV show.) Families ate together
every evening, we all walked to school and attended school with no fear
of gun shots being fired. I remember sitting on the porch in the
Spring and Summer with friends or talking to the neighbors. I
remember PJ parties, long phone conversations with girlfriends after we
had just left their company, sock hops, Elvis, and of course, rock and
roll. I remember when girls fast danced together, school dances,
teen get-togethers and good times and good friends. I remember
thinking I could set the world on fire and the innocence of youth.
I remember all of the friends that (because I moved from Cleveland in
1964) I thought I had lost touch with forever--and am now getting
reacquainted with through email, snail mail, and now this site. (I
made this image from a photo of my husband's and grandson's hands.)
Memories: Almira School was the huge kdg. room with
a fireplace - wonderful teachers, especially Mrs. Heil and Mrs. Erickson
- being a crossing guard - long bus trips to see performances by the
Cleve. Orchestra - the 6A class play - summer fun at the playground -
the Show Wagon and the Traveling Zoo - the dark passage way (by the
unfinished swimming pool) that connected the two basement gyms.
WWJH was lots of homework - favorite teacher, Herr Messer (German) -
lunchtime movies - Friday night dances - morning broadcasts during
homeroom over the PA system ("Good morning Wilbur Wrighters, this
is your school station WWJH, your student announcer Lois Gollwitzer"_.
WTH was C. C. Tuck - classes & study halls - making new friends and
keeping the old--favorite teacher, Larry Chernauskas (algebra) - the
best sticky buns ever in the cafeteria - football games, basketball
games - the 1957 state champion cross country team - Techettes - school
dances - the Senior Prom - graduation - Warriors forever!
Memories: There are many good memories associated
with Almira school because it was literally a block away and the
neighborhood kids played there all summer. I loved Mrs. Poltaric
and Mrs. Heil. I missed all my friends when I transferred to
Willard, but enjoyed my new tacher, Miss Rosenburg. Played
Tweedledee to Diana Johnson's Tweedledum in the 6th grade French
play. Made new friends like D.J., Ginny Crouse, Louise Smith,
Jackie O'Neil, Jan Krava and was reunited with old friends at Wilbur
Wright in the 7th grade. Had Mr. Dee as a homeroom teacher and
considered him very intuitive when he wrote "still waters run
deep" in my autograph book. Remember "slam books"
with fondness and wish someone had one tucked away in an attic
somewhere. Developed a love of all sports and became a huge (and
ultimately lifelong) Indians fan at a young age. Recall Ladies'
Day trips to the stadium with Lois ($.35 admission). Cried all the
way home from my final day at WW because the thought of being a WT
"flat" terrified me, as did the stories of C.C. Tuck and his
track team (my dad was a member!) Now I look back on all three
years at WT with tremendous affection -- what a great time in our
lives! Wearing the school colors, going to football and basketball
games -- home and away if we could find a ride -- Peppi's Pizza
afterward, cherry cokes at Michaud's, lunchtime movies, being a Techette.
Goldie Thow and her compatriots managed to teach me enough to land a
job, and Mr. Dinda (not a typical favorite, I know) fueled my desire to
be a high school history teacher, a dream I held onto for many years,
until fate took me in another direction.
and Tom's Memories:
All images made by Sandy.