Sandy's 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.)

Joy's 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.