Briar Rose 7457
Proud of my Princesses
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sometimes I think I should stop reading the obituaries.
a few weeks ago I read ther obit of a woman who had been my music teacher in junior high.
and today was Mrs. Izzo.
my older dd started kindergarten in September 1995. in the spring of 1995 my sister and I took dd to the school to enroll her. as many of you know, my daughters attended the same elementary school as my sisters and I did. when we walked into the building that day, the first person we saw was my sister's 6th grade teacher. the second person we saw was the head cook, Mrs. Izzo. both the teacher and Mrs. Izzo remembered us. Mrs. Izzo gave my dd an ice cream sandwich and welcomed her to the school.
Mrs. Izzo had been a cook at the school since the mid 1960's. but more than that, she had a genuine love of the children at the school, and their parents. you rarely saw someone so exhuberant, so fulll of life. every year, the last day of school before Christmas vacation, she was known to lead the entire student body in a sing-a-long of holiday songs.
she retired at the end of the 2001-2002 school year, and she was greatly missed. the last time I saw her was in June, when she came back to the school for the DARE program graduation.
it surprised me, that day in 1995, that she actually remembered us. but having gotten to know her in the years my daughters were students at the school, I realize now, that I shouldn't have been so surprised. we've lost a beautiful and gently soul.
a few weeks ago I read ther obit of a woman who had been my music teacher in junior high.
and today was Mrs. Izzo.
my older dd started kindergarten in September 1995. in the spring of 1995 my sister and I took dd to the school to enroll her. as many of you know, my daughters attended the same elementary school as my sisters and I did. when we walked into the building that day, the first person we saw was my sister's 6th grade teacher. the second person we saw was the head cook, Mrs. Izzo. both the teacher and Mrs. Izzo remembered us. Mrs. Izzo gave my dd an ice cream sandwich and welcomed her to the school.
Mrs. Izzo had been a cook at the school since the mid 1960's. but more than that, she had a genuine love of the children at the school, and their parents. you rarely saw someone so exhuberant, so fulll of life. every year, the last day of school before Christmas vacation, she was known to lead the entire student body in a sing-a-long of holiday songs.
she retired at the end of the 2001-2002 school year, and she was greatly missed. the last time I saw her was in June, when she came back to the school for the DARE program graduation.
it surprised me, that day in 1995, that she actually remembered us. but having gotten to know her in the years my daughters were students at the school, I realize now, that I shouldn't have been so surprised. we've lost a beautiful and gently soul.
