The best memories I have are in later life when I was "all growed up". That's when we would float in my pool at the old house and talk about education kind of stuff. Aunt Mo is the reason I am where I am today. I was working in the ghetto at IPS when someone from Carmel Clay schools called her about a job. She was a teaching assistant at Sycamore School for the gifted. They were looking for a teacher who had a gifted and talented endorsement. When they told her it was a position for 2nd through 5th graders, she shuddered and suggested that they might call her niece, as she felt more comfortable with the middle school aged kiddos. Then she called me (it was about 9:30 at night) and told me to call this woman from Carmel Clay Schools NOW! I told her I couldn't--it was too late at night. She said, "You hang up and call her right now!" Well I did, but it was busy forever. I finally got through about 10 pm (seems this lady was trying to call me!) lined up an interview for the next morning, and the rest...as they say...is history! Happy Birthday, dear mentor Maureen! I think about you often.
Fuffer (Jennifer)
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