FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL-WITH INCIDENT!

     It was September of 1949 and the first day of school. This is it. All ready to go in my corduroy jacket, hemmed pants with a perfect pleat and held up with suspenders. It was topped off with a Hopalong Cassidy T-shirt. Don't forget the cowlick. No way you say, but, remember this was 1949.

     O.K. here comes the bus.Wait. There goes the bus. No Dennis. He was escorted to school on the first day by his mom. I guess I wasn't ready. A real weenie. I had company though. Bob Baker and I sat there for quite awhile crying our eyes out. 

     It was a bad start on that path to higher learning. One last thing. I never did appreciate that sweet rag rug at nap time until many years later!