January 8th of 2006 I published this.
Three years ago... and I missed that anniversary this year.
Do you ever go back through the blog to read and stroll down memory lane?
I do.
Those of you that publish your own posts here... Thank you.
Those of you who take the time to comment... you are the lifeblood of Vandy's Kids.
Without you, VK would wither and die.
Lots of water under the bridge... and the future looks interesting.
Let's share.
Dedicated to CGHS graduates, our friends, teachers and our beloved Principal, Mr. Melvin Vandermeer
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10 comments:
It has been 3 years of 'unfolding' our lives to each other. Sometime layer after layer. Although, through the years, always close to my Classmates, I seem to be so much closer now. A few, I have recognized that I really didn't know back then. I now know those few a little better and now - don't know what I'd do without them in my life. Can only hope it stays this way. VKs has been a real blessing for me...
Thank You Greybeard and Purple Tabby!!
Our brother Mark was always in the Vandy's office and not for a good reason, although Vandy clearly liked him and realized he wasn't a bad kid, just one bored at school and therefore always in trouble. Mark can do a mean imitation of Vandy, but the one I remember best was when he was warning the kids not to be "pitchin a little woo". His imitation is something to hear.
Cissy, who was it that Penny P beat up? Wasn't it someone named David? I'm sure the Vandy Kids would get a kick out of that story.
I didn't know the kid, but he got what he deserved! Imagine stealing a girl's jacks ball. He would've been in the class of 1970--had he survived the beating!
Oh, and when our Dad died 17 years ago today, we used the services of the funeral home in Bargersville. OJ Sloop and Mr. Clements worked there at the time. OJ didn't know me or Mike--never had reason to know us. We never got in trouble. But he sure did remember Mark. He took the paddle to Mark's butt on more than one occasion, I imagine.
Rita, your point about Vandy's consideration and perception of his kids when he punished them has been discussed at length here in the past.
I personally sat across from his desk on several occasions, and he once expelled me from school.
Yet he went to bat for me BIG TIME later, thereby solidifying my respect for him always.
I bet many, many others have similar stories.
I love our blog...thanks to all who started it. It's wonderful staying in touch with really our oldest and dearest friends...those we can tease with memories and shared experiences.
Hugs to all Vandyskids,
Bo
Ok guys, I know we're new, but I need more stories of some kind.
Anyone remember the smell of mimeograph papers? I can still remember 1st grade, Mrs. Lorber's class and smelling the paper hot of the presses.
I also got in trouble only one time. And that was when I let some little boy cheat off my paper. Mrs. Lorber told me to tell my parents. I knew if I did, my siblings would make fun of me because the boy lived in the Valley. She never called my parents, and I lied to her that I told them. Luckily she never checked up on that. Probably because I was a teacher's pet.
In vocational business class we typed up tests and such for teachers and the administrators on that mimeograph stuff. If you made a mistake, you went back and typed the correct letter over the one you mis-typed. Then before you ran it through the machine, you peeled the backing off of it. The typing was backwards. You then took a razor blade and scraped away the mis-typed letters. Then you had to make sure the machine had the fluid in it (the "smell"). Attach the paper and let 'er rip.
And Rita...we would never make fun of you. By the way, check tonight's entry and photo. You have a real goofy look on your face.
When didn't I have a real goofy look on my face? I wasn't the world's most beautiful child by any stretch of the imagination.
Sometime during my junior or senior year, Mr. Vandermeer got on the loudspeaker as he usually did every morning, but this time he speech centered on "sparking, spooning, and pitching woo". There was to be none of that going on, or he would start handing out three-day suspensions.
Heck, that would be exactly what a kid would want...three days off of school. And if your boyfriend/girlfriend got the same sentence, well...all the more better!
I did my sparking,spooning, and pitching woo on the weekends anyway.
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