August 17, 2015
August 17, 2015
I was going through some boxes in the garage and came upon a huge amount of Phi Delta Kappa stuff. One of the items was a photo of Anna, which I put in a special place that I cannot find now. (Help me Anna!) I NEVER forget Anna. She was my big sister and mentor. I have many fond memories of the time that we were pen pals with our respective classes of students at our respective schools. Sorta the Haves and Have Nots, but it worked. Anna, Charles, Alex and I spent some great times visiting one another, laughing, playing cards, eating. I loved her dearly and miss her terribly! She always knew how to solve a problem and if she didn't, she'd call you back with a few possibilities. In the African tradition, a person does not really die as long as her/his name is spoken. Anna, Anna, ANNA!