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By Bob Sandidge |
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"In every community, there is work to be done.
In every nation, there are wounds to heal.
In every heart, there is the power to do it."
- Marianne Williamson
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Dear Bob,
Thought I'd pass this clipping along re. Janet's
passing. I'll always remember Janet in our sixth grade
class at the North Side School. Our teacher, Bowman
Rudolph, assigned Janet to be the official fly swatter
at the table where she sat over on the corner of the
room. The windows up there on the second floor were
open for ventilation during the warm days. Janet would
sit there making spit balls and fire them through the
open windows into the fifth grade classroom. Jim Bill
Jones was her main target and Jim Bill couldn't figure
where they were coming from. His teacher was always
scolding him for flailing his arms in the air, but Jim
Bill was simply trying to fend off the incoming barrage
of spit balls. On the opposite wall of the fifth grade
classroom were two large pictures of George Washington
and Abe Lincoln. One of (Janet's ?) launchings landed,
and stuck to, Washington's nose. As I recall, that spit
ball remained there, unnoticed by the teachers, until
they closed the old school in May 1955. Along with
Johnny Appman, Spatsey Spruell, King Bee, and others;
Janet will long be remembered as one of Grayville's
characters who stood out among the rest. Rest In Peace
Janet.
- William Werzner |
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DO YOU REMEMBER:
Jerry Jordan remembers this
story -
Way back in the winter of 1962-63 (can't remember the exact
date, but know it was a Saturday night probably in January
of '63) several of us boys were at teen town (above my dad's
store) and decided to walk across the Wabash River. Yes,
walk! It had been near zero for several days that winter and
the ice was piled up at the bend. We decided to give the
walk a try that night. I can't remember everyone, but I know
Gary Bisch, Bob Groff, Kenny Skiles, Jerry Miller,
Jerry MacCormick, and several others drove their cars to the
river and left the motors running and the lights on. We made
a human chain by holding each other's wrists and started
across the ice. Well, the ice began popping and cracking,
but we continued on until we got to the beach on the other
side. Then, after catching our breath we headed back. Boy,
were we glad to get back to our cars. Not only were we cold,
but we were really lucky to have made it across and back.
Wasn't a very bright thing to do, but we were all bored and
decided to try it. Some of the other guys that made the
"trek" may be able to add some information to this episode.
I know my parents weren't too happy to hear about it.
e-mail Jerry Jordan
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