My Rosie is going to be marching in the high school band this year. My, how time flies. 30 years ago I was getting ready to start my first year in marching band. It doesn't seem that long ago. Time has a way of marching on.
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In 1981 I was about to start my 8th grade year at Summerville Junior High School. Back then we went to junior high school instead of middle school. I don't know who came up with middle school, probably some big shot in Atlanta. At one time the junior high school was the high school. I took pride in knowing I was walking the same halls my Mom did when she was in high school. Now there is an empty lot where the main building was, a church, apartments, and a hamburger stand where the rest of the school stood.
I still remember the way the halls would creak. There was something about those old wooden floors. I couldn't even begin to count how many times Alma Lewis, Rodney White, Melvin Mosely, and David White lifted me off the ground with their paddles. I don't care what anybody says, Alma Lewis paddled harder than anybody, and she got plenty of practice with me. My wife tells me I don't have a backside. I know where it is, it's on those paddles..
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My 25 year high school reunion is coming up, and this will probably be the last reunion we have before they tear our high school down. Most of the schools I went to have been closed, and the few that haven't are scheduled to be soon. It's bittersweet. It makes me realize that I am not getting any younger. North Summerville Elementary School, and Summerville Junior High School are already gone, Summerville Elementary and Chattooga High School are on their last legs.
I think I might just shed a tear.
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