I remember by school years quite well. I remember Mrs. Love, an art teacher that never gave up on me even though my stick figures were not recognizable as, well, stick figures. I remember detention hall for shooting spitballs.
I also remember Christmas Carols. No, not Frosty the Snowman or Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer. I remember O Little Town of Bethlehem, Hark the Herald Angles Sing, O Holy Night, O Come All Ye Faithful and other Christmas songs that actually mentioned Jesus, the Christ, our Savior. Read more »
