Georgia Barnes:
CLASS OF 1966
Lawrence Central High SchoolClass of 1966
Indianapolis, IN
University of Houston - VictoriaClass of 1994
Victoria, TX
Lawrence Central Junior High SchoolClass of 1962
Indianapolis, IN
Minnie Hartmann Elementary School 78Class of 1960
Indianapolis, IN
Harrison Hill Elementary SchoolClass of 1960
Indianapolis, IN
Georgia's Story
Life
My Spouse
My husband died last year (2001), but
I was going to a friend's house and driving my own car. I had a date, but he was a dud. My car ran out of gas and this knight in shining armor, who was at my friends house, helped me out. He was such a gentleman that I had to know more about him. We've been together for 27 years. It's hard to say he is gone.
My Pets
chiuahuah and she's my best animal friend. Tinkerbell is a cat thaPaco is a 17 year old Chiuahuah and needs to be put to sleep. Pepin is a 15 year old "poodle" that definitely needs to be put to sleep. Libby is a sweet little t we found in a tree. She's about 8 years old and she has us trained now. Then there's Cinderella who is a deaf Dalmation about 6 years old. *Note: Since my husband's death, Paco and Pepin have passed on and the Dalmatian was given to a good home, so all I have is Libby and Tinkerbell. I have a new kitten - white with blue eyes, and her name is Pepper. Also, my grandson found a large turtle and has taken good care of it.
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My Kids
One is a tech writer; one is a state trooper; one is a bum (?); and one works in a hospital. They are sweet.
My Job
I love teaching sophomore English. I hurt my back three years ago and I have to have surgery, but it's difficult to get around.
In high school, I was basically ignored. What people do not know is the fact that I was physically and emotionally abused by my grandmother who raised me. I was beat on with her fist or belt buckled almost every day of my life. I wasn't allowed to have friends or even dress like my peers. I had to steal notebook paper because I loved to do homework and there was no other way to get paper. I often went hungry at lunch time. I wish at least one person from high school would write to me and say, "Hey, I loved your music," or maybe just a friendly hello. High school was my escape from my hellacious home environment. I was trapped in her chambers of hell. I just wish everyone knew me better back then and could have helped me. Well, wish in one hand and ...........
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