A Trip
Today was a trip back in time.
When I was in 8th grade, my sister Elvera gave me a photo album for a Christmas gift. It was at a time when she worked as an oppari for a family in the metro. The cover had my name on it in gold letters. Talk about special.
This album had not seen daylight in decades and it was also very fragile. Within the covers were items from school events, most notable report cards from first grade through 1962, the year I graduated. With a cup of coffee, I did rifle through them one by one. I was an average student. In my junior year a “D” was given in one of the quarters for Algebra. In my senior year a red “F” found its way into one of the quarters for Chemistry. I noted that my dad signed that quarter.
I had a report card for Winthrop’s schools. My parents then purchased their first farm that took us to Renville County, rural district #34 through 7th grade. The farm was in the Hutchinson school district. The physical school district’s lines were re-drawn due to the census and the family farm was now in the Stewart school district. The last three years I attended in Stewart.
In the album was um-teen ribbons from the McLeod County Fair via 4-H. My oh my.
My graduating class was 58 in number and I am quite sure we traded photos for every one of us. Those photos were to be held forever with scotch tape. For each page I touched the photos fell off.
So . . . so far I have not decided about the photos. I did letter in Pep Club, I may save that along with the front and back covers. That may all change. Lightening the load was my plan as I walked an arm load out to the recycling bin. There needs to be some decisions made with the remaining contents of the storage where the album was. That will require input from my two children in time to come.
I just now looked out the window to the northwest and the skies look as if they could open up with rain. At 37 degrees, I guess snow might be in the mix. Hmm.
With that I take my leave. ♥