| She seemed a mere pebble in an ocean of old rock as she began her uphill journey. Teaching her five children and her students how to be adults she learned to grow with them. Those people with whom she traveled the rocky ups and downs will think of her often in thier daily comings and goings. Her children will see her smiling face outside the principle's office while her husband sees it upon the faces of thier children. She would tell us today not to cry for her. Even though she stayed but a brief time among us she left her mark on the world like so many streaks in the marble of her kitchen counter. |