I took another box of mixed media from the house, the house my father last lived in. Most of the holiday cards I threw out, their messages meaningful only to Norman. Many of the photographs were ones I had sent him, or copies of pictures he had snapped and sent to me years ago. Several letters from my uncle I sent on to my cousin, sure that she would appreciate the insight into her father. Letters from my grandmother, Florette, I saved for a rainy day read.
Methodically I sorted the box’s contents, pausing now and again to hold a memory tight. And then, just as I thought there was really nothing new here, I came upon an envelope postmarked 1985. Pearl Freeman had shared a few photographs with my father. Without annotations or a note of explanation, I don’t know the relationship but apparently this stranger was sharing adolescent memories.
To date the photographs I pulled out a few key details that my father had shared about his high school years.
- Norman, like his three brothers before him, attended Chase City High School, in Chase City, Virginia.
- Chase City High School went up through eleventh grade.
- Norman graduated in 1945.
- My father began to smoke at the age of 17.
- Chick, as my father was known by his pals, drove one of his father’s school bus routes.
If Pearl Freeman, or a descendant/friend, is reading this post, I hope you will leave a memory in the comments!!!