Written by Emil As the spring of 1941 neared, my classmates and I were mostly concerned with the school year coming to an end. Then one day our principal announced that I had the highest grade point average of the class and was thus the valedictorian. One chore that accompanied this honor would be that of making a speech at our graduation exercises. For this country boy … [Read more...]
The Historian
Written by Emil Schmit I was unable to attend the most recent reunion of the Bloomington High School Class of ’41, so I made good use of an invitation to get together with some of my classmates this summer. We gathered at the Timbers in Platteville, where we enjoyed some excellent food and conversation. And knee-deep nostalgia. Our class get-togethers include not only … [Read more...]
Time On My Hands
Written by Emil Time is our most precious possession – invisible, intangible, unpredictable, fleeting time. Though fragile and flimsy, it is the material of which our lives are woven. Each of us is issued a lifetime supply, but with no definite promises or guarantees. My first acquaintance with this most important ingredient of life came by way of a mantel clock in the … [Read more...]
