You know what I don't even remember my 5th grade teacher. I remember that the milk at milk break was warm and tasted gross. I remember that I was made to sing in the Christmas concert but talked my way out of it somehow. I remember that the Dodgers and the Yankees played the world series and Roy Campanella was my hero.
Where did they build the new high school? It is hard to believe the "new" high school I graduated from in 1961 - my class was the first to graduate from that high school - has been replaced. Steve's class was the second to graduate from that high school. Did they tear that school down? Did Steve go to 5th grade? The yucky milk at school was always gross. Having to drink that stuff is what taught me how to drink by holding my breath so I couldn't taste the town milk. Cooked milk and flush toilets - school really was an education!
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