Though I remember the name Jean Wilmotte, I don't remember the person. I
don't think I knew her very well. The G Q people with whom I shared
classes those first two years but who didn't go on to take all those
college prep classes we took at East our two years there, are the people
I remember the least. For instance, a few years ago when I went to my
uncle's funeral (Duard Gardner), there was a pastor at the visitation
from the UCC church in Faith (Shiloh) His name was Wayne Trexler and we
began chatting and discovered we'd graduated together. I didn't remember
him at all and I'm not sure he remembered me either.
Beverly
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