I was looking at a small paper that comes once a week; a freebie. There are a few topics I enjoy reading other people’s opinions. Before I reached that point I saw this photo.
I looked at it not once, but a few times. Those eyes sure did look familiar. I had to go to the main article and read it. Oh my gosh, it was my 6th grade teacher at Lincoln School, here in Warsaw, Indiana.
I didn’t calculate how old I was back then. I do remember I really enjoyed her personality. I liked to be in her school and I remember she called my name several times. Some of those times were due to answering a question or asking me to be quiet.
She has volunteered for Hospice for several years now. I never had a chance to meet her while Al was on Hospice. I also learned she attended the same church as my brother did; but I never recognized her.
Wow, she was not only an excellent teacher, she was and still is an awesome lady. So proud of you Mrs. Carey for all you did for us students and what you do for patients in end-of-life situations today.