Musings on cats, travel, gardens and life
September is my favorite month, the blending of summer and fall, a time of beginnings and endings. It reminds me of those early days of grade school – seven years to be exact – spent at Frank B. Cooper School. The building is still… Continue Reading “September Kismet and School Daze”
It’s 4th grade and I’m at the school that looms large in my memory. We’re sitting on the steps under the overhang of the building, a covered entryway somewhere between in and out. School hasn’t started yet and it’s almost 8:30. I’m with… Continue Reading “Ready or Not”
It starts with September my favorite month. I close my eyes and see the school, as sturdy as the last century. It’s 4th grade again and Miss Warner is young. Her face and hair and dress all a golden tan; her hair short and… Continue Reading “Reflections on Fall”
I’m not sure what I was looking for by returning. It was years and years ago when I attended Frank B. Cooper school, kindergarten through 6th grade. But it was the school’s 100th anniversary and the building, now the Youngstown Cultural Arts Center, where… Continue Reading “Frank B Cooper School Refrain”