Updated August 2015:
Unfortunately, I will be unable to make the reunion. However, I am thoroughly enjoying the emails about it and the reminiscing. I have such wonderful memories of Sharon! Though I only lived there for 4 years, it was a gigantic part of my childhood memories. My sister Dee and I have driven through several times in the past few years (on the way back from the Cape) and love that most of it is just exactly the same. We lived at 78 Cottage St., which has not changed much at all.
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Original post in January 2001:
Though I didn't graduate from SHS, I was invited to appear on this page by Jeff (Kublin) and Ellen (Wolfson Abelson). Thanks for their gracious and warm welcome.
Having lived in Sharon from 3rd through 6th grades, I have many fond memories of my time there. It was a wonderful place to grow up. Perfect, really.
Some of my recollections:
1. A blimp slowly glided by outside our classroom
1. Mrs. Stressinger read The Secret Garden to us.
Still one of my all-time favorite books.
1. Substitute teacher Mrs. Carter asked us the
significance of the phrase "the shot heard round the world."
She wasn't satisfied with anyone's answer. At the time, I didn't
have a clue.
1. Feeling so grown up cause the 6th grades got to be
housed in a wing of the brand new high school.
After leaving Sharon, we moved to W. Hartford, CT, then to Shrewsbury, MA and finally to Amherst, NY, a suburb of Buffalo. We've all lived in this area ever since, with the exception of my sister Simone who remained in W. Hartford.
After graduating from college, I taught primary grades for many years. I then worked as a Day Care Center Director.
My mother passed away two years ago. I miss her dearly. Though Western NY is a wonderful place to live, my heart will always be in New England. I still consider it "home". I am still an avid Red Sox fan (in Yankee territory!).
After seeing all of your names, pictures and bios, I have been going through such a state of nostalgia and keep drumming up new memories. But I've already written a book here, so I'd best stop.
Thanks for being a part of my childhood.