first grade at Dora Moore

David, just in case you come back to look at the blog, you filled in a blank for me! I missed 70+ days of first grade, and could never remember my teacher's name. As soon as I saw it I knew it! Miss Wyatt. All kids remember their first grade teacher's name, not me. This is so exiting to me. Do you remember the librarian, she was a fossil! She was there when the school was new, for the rest of you it was built in the 1880s. It was a remarkable piece of architecture, and still there. The librarian could remember looking out the window and seeing Indian camps. When she said this, my eyes could have been mistaken for two over easies. I remember my fourth grade teacher, Miss Parks took her place. The significant think was Miss Parks read us from Babi Yaga, a Russian tale of a witch who lived in a house on chicken legs! When I was in East High School in Denver, I met an exchange student, whose parents immigrated to South America from Russia, OK, long story short, there were tears in his eyes when someone could relate to his childhood story. If I were clever enough I would now scan my photo from Dora Moore. East was designed after Independence Hall, a much larger version to house well over 1500 students back in the late 1960's. I graduated in 1969. More later. Lizzzzzzzzzzzy