<yawn> I just got up, drinking my coffee now and remembering Dr. Parlato the principal. I'll never forget her "What are you doing?" and "Please stop it." to curb bad behaviour, the C. E. S. B. announcements too... She was really into her job and I respected her, my freinds and I would sometimes mow the grass and clean up the grounds at the school in the summer and she'd give us treats and maybe a little money. At the time I just wanted to help out and it felt good to do it.

Hehe, I also recall seeing her ride a unicycle at the memorial day[[?) parade on East Warren. That suprised me! My grandfather knew her too, at one time she lived across the street from his house on Riad. [[waay before I was born.)