Roger Felton
Thanks so much, Karen. Mr. Merritt, yep, that was his name. Good teacher if I remember correctly.
Cindy, you getting in trouble at Cooley just doesn't compute. Sweet little angels just don't do pranks...right?
I'm almost positive that was Mary Nell Bryant. I can still remember that shy little girl's face but musta missed the paste in her shoes.
Do you guys remember the wooden desks we sat in at Cooley. Had that pencil groove at the top and a place to put your little ink jar. You'd put the lid on your ink container and turn it upside down, then open the lid and the small reservior of ink was right on the inside lip.
Then we'd take our Shaffer ink pens, stick 'em in there and squeeze the "bladder" with that tiny lever..then release and it would suck up the ink and you were all set to write the 15,000 pages it took to outline every chapter of our history book in Mr. Steed's class. Those desks were all stained with decades of kids spilling their ink.
I remember taking a small wad of paper and sticking it in my ink jar. Then took my ruler and flipped that blue blob up at the ceiling....(geez, Cooley had high ceilings). Then I noticed that I wasn't the first kid to get that bright idea. I wonder if those little blue ink wads were still stuck up there when the joint burned down in '61.
Funny the goofy things you remember from so long ago.
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