tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339253028587888907.post2424420378592914487..comments2023-08-11T05:56:12.728-07:00Comments on Through My Eyes: School's OutCeceliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16132398614175975739noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339253028587888907.post-1469312039897538862008-05-30T06:26:00.000-07:002008-05-30T06:26:00.000-07:00What lovely memories..it was a different time for ...What lovely memories..it was a different time for sure. There was only one custodian at our school as well. The garbage was incinerated on Friday afternoons and to this day the smell of burning in the spring takes me back to Fridays waiting for the bus at the end of the day.Deborah Lambsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09727337169993608781noreply@blogger.com