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My first year to teach was at Roscoe. I taught 4 year old migrant children who needed that extra year so they would be successful in Kindergarten. I drove 55 miles to work and back every other week. I rode with a lady who was 10 years my Senior who had already been married several times. She drove every other week. We had a lot of talks about life everyday. She showed me a lot of kindness that year. Her family had us over for Thanksgiving dinner. She was anEnglish teacher and did an exceptional job teaching. She was cool beyond her years. She married a writer for the Abilene Reporter News and moved away. I had 10 students my first year. They were all so sweet. I worked with some Precious people . There were sweet ladies I worked with like Billie Jean Pfeifer, Betty Kinnard, and Cindy Raughton. Mr. Paty was the Principal whose son had died while he was at ACC. Joe Duncan was a scream. They were all really nice. Whenever my boss, mr. Box found out that I was married to my husband who happened to be black, he concocted up this lie to get rid of me. He said I never attended the faculty meetings, yet my carpool partner did. It's amazing how many of those people crossed my path later or their family members met friends of mine and married each other or I worked with their nephews or taught their children. Life is so entertwined. I never reallly heard from my children again after that first year but they would be 36 right now.