SW '61 Memorials
I will always remember Meredith as the wonderful and cheery dark-haired girl who sat in front of me in Miss Schroer’s senior English class. I could completely hide my face behind her long black hair and whisper silly little jokes that would make her laugh. Miss Schroer, of course, would immediately notice the disruption and scowl in Meredith’s direction. I believe that Melcher, who sat to my right, and who was also in Schroer’s line of sight, probably caught some grief also. So I apologize, Meredith, for any issues that I might have caused between you and Miss Schroer.