I know Jan. 1 to Dec. 31 is a year but I sometimes count years by events. We are into the first days of August 2018 which marks a year since my husband and I celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary. It seems just a short time ago and now on Aug. 19 we will celebrate number 51.
Times flies quickly, and as I get older it seems to pick up speed as it goes along.
The Manila Class of 1968 (my class) is planning a 50 year reunion on Sept. 15. We are trying to get the word out. Again, how did 50 years go by so quickly.
I got married after my junior year of high school, finished the first semester of my senior year and then moved to Illinois. I only had to have two credits to graduate so I finished high school with a correspondence course. A correspondence course was certainly different in those days. I did the daily work, mailed the lessons to Fayetteville, the graded papers were mailed back. When I finished the courses, I had to return to Manila and take the tests at the high school under a teacher's supervision. I remember Ann Wells was a young teacher just out of college and she gave me the test. That was a long time ago and she probably does not remember.
Unlike today, we did not have classes on line. We barely had electric typewriters 50 years ago. We did have the mail service (not the Pony Express), and that was what we used to stay in touch.
I have always said, if I could go back and do anything differently, it would be staying in school and finishing my senior year. I would not have changed my marriage plans but I would have postponed moving until I had finished high school with the Class of 1968.
I missed my own graduation ceremony, but I have made up for it with the hundreds I have attended for my children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, friends and even strangers as I have represented the Town Crier with my camera in hand.
I am looking forward to the class reunion and I appreciate my classmates for including me even though I did not stay around for those last months. I am sure those are the best of all of the school years.
I attended several schools but Manila is what I consider my alma mater. I started kindergarten at Abraham Lincoln Elementary School in Aurora, Ill. We moved across town when I was in the second grade and I went to the neighborhood school, Allen Elementary School. Toward the end of my fifth grade we moved to Manila. In the eighth grade we moved to Dell and I finished out the eighth and ninth grades there. During the beginning of my sophomore year we moved back to Manila.
Through the years I have written in my columns about graduations, reunions, holidays, age, current events, past events, history, weather (good and bad), and much more.
Some columns are happy, some are sad and I am sure some are just downright boring, but I have enjoyed being part of our local news, visiting in our local schools through the years and being part of Buffalo Island.
Some weeks the words just fly from my fingers to the screen – other weeks it takes me longer to come up with something to write.
Hopefully, I will have a few more words in me before I decide to lay down my pen or should I say, log off my computer.