Jabberwocky for 2005 April 16 (entry 0)

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[Comments] (3) Poor Little Birdie: I worked most of the day in the yard--three hours in the morning and an hour this evening. While I was planting the columbines I found a d-e-a-d-b-i-r-d under one of the redwood trees. I hurried and shoveled him into the compost bin to be taken away to the green waste dump on Monday. He didn't look like he'd been caught by a cat, but I didn't want to leave his corpse anywhere to be found by a cat and brought in as a lovely present. He was a Brewer's blackbird.

The ladies from our former Primary presidency took me to lunch for my birthday. At Country Rose Tea Room, the usual. When I got there, who should be sitting at lunch with his wife and sister-in-law but Chuck Fosdick, who used to teach with me at Chipman Junior High. We had old home week catching each other up about where all the people are now. Chuck is at Compton now and he loves it there. By the way, Marianne, he says you are one of his favorite people.

At Chipman, everyone sat and ate lunch in the faculty dining room in a big happy crowd. (Because administrators usually didn't eat with us.) Except on Wednesdays. On Wednesdays they had a prayer/Bible study elsewhere. They never invited me to it. Or Neil. Or Marianne. Or Art. So every Wednesday we had lunch group with three Mormons and an atheist. It was kind of interesting because even the teacher who was Greek Orthodox went to prayer group with the Christians, but not me. I suppose I could snit about it, but in spite of that, all the teachers there were wonderful people. There's going to be nobody left there after this year. Times change, people move on.


Comments:

Posted by Marianne Morse at Sun Apr 17 2005 11:55

Happy Birthday!! I truly enjoyed reading about your memories of Chipman. Charles and I got really well-acquainted one year when my clunky old car was constantly breaking down and he gave me lots of rides. I ran into him at Albertson's a month or so ago and it was so nice to
visit. I also remember with great fondness the lunches at Chipman and what fun we had talking and eating together and sharing stories and laughs. How funny about the prayer group. But who was the 3rd Mormon in our group? Anyway, once I leave, Phyllis and Angie will still be there. I haven't eaten in the cafeteria for the past 2 years because of the class load and the need to get it together again during lunch and I miss it. And, I agree that we did have a great bunch of people working there.

Posted by Frances at Sun Apr 17 2005 12:12

The third Mormon in the group was Neil Orton, the special ed teacher. I ran into him about a year ago. He is teaching a night class at BC. His wife was one of the teachers involved in that mess where the big, out of control special ed student broke that teacher's back. I saw her on the freeway the other day and waved, but obviously she didn't know me. I knew it was her because of the personalized license plate.

Posted by Marianne Morse at Sun Apr 17 2005 12:39

Ok. I had forgotten. I know it wasn't Art and I didn't think it was Neil W. :8>)


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