Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Wordless Wednesday

On my way to the ladies room at my cousin Dick's funeral dinner, I spotted this picture, today. Mr. Munnell started the drama department at West Middlesex High School when I was a junior. I student directed The Miracle Worker with him. He lived on the North Farm in Coolspring Township, where my mother spent her summers at her grandparents' farm across from the North Farm. He loved looking at the pictures of the old farm during the cast party at my house.                     In vein, with the English teachers, Mr. Dave Yarian lived next door to my aunt and uncle's on Blacktown Road,  just outside of Mercer. Dave and Dick were the same age and friends during those teen years. Dave is the teacher, who believed in my writing and I dedicated Main Street to his memory and all English teachers, who inspire their students. Tom Munnell is in that category, too. A moment pondering on men dying too soon, it seems. Dick was a lot like his uncle, my dad, too. He loved his granddaughters and was proud of his children, a hard worker and a handsome man.
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