'Twas long ago, we lived in the country

On old U.S. Highway Eighty

Our schoolhouse was a one-roomer

Where we four siblings went, you see.

Our school was remodeled in 1932

A two-roomer: with two doors to the north

Across the center, a partition was built

Division of grades soon came forth.

Don't remember the year it was

Some people moved in nearby

They had three girls and just one boy

One girl was my age for I did pry.

This girl was in my grade at school

Her name was Sarah Mararet Grimm

I found I really like her much

My newfound friend: she was prim.

I would walk in summer months

To her house to visit and play

They had a pony that we would ride

Soon playtime passed: I must be on my way.

Sarah and I went thru school

Eleven grades they had back then

We graduated from Mes-quite High In 1942:

That was way back when

The Grimms move to the big city

And roller~skating was our game

War was on: the boys became servicemen

Good friends were made, I will proclaim.

Like "Rosie, the Riveter"! Would you believe?

Sarah worked on an assembly line

She helped to make those fighter planes

For it was wartime days: she did fine.

'Twas there I do believe she met

And fell in love with a fine young man

A wedding I was invited to.  To them

I gave my best wishes, as their life began.

This friend of mine soon had 2 kids

A girl: a boy: that was enough

At times we lived in different states

To keep in touch at time was tough.

Now, that we are getting old

The "Golden Years" are creeping fast

We'll always be the best of friends

With loads of memories of years gone past.

Bessie MelVina Carathers

October 6, 2000