Education was cheaper in the old days
when we memorized dates, declined verbs
and parsed sentences to pieces—
fell in and out of love like puppies
chasing the next pair of shoes
to try on, or not—that’s how we learned
about ourselves. All my teachers are gone,
or busy getting old, but their younger selves
reside in my brain, fuzzy faces reminding me
that honesty is terribly hard to come by.
Everything we need to know is almost free:
an easy payment plan as long as I remember.
drycrikjournal 
I think lots of people now decline not only verbs, but grammar in general. 🙂 The educational system, especially at the federal level, is unwieldy and often unworkable. Glad I grew up in the days you mention!!
janet
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Me? I’m busy getting old; but I remember the teachers, in school and out.
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Me too, of course. Looking back I can see how I might have handled some things differently, perhaps more courageously, honestly. I find it amazing how those faces and instances from half-century ago remain alive in our minds.
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Oh yeah…some of the nuns are recurring nightmares.
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A stimulating invitation to remember & celebrate our mentors along the way, and though it be posthumously offer them our thanks . . . A debt we should not avoid to pay!
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