Ken Werner:  

My dearest Helen... (I'm responding to a post from Helen Dixon who asked that I "Tell My Story.") Maybe over time I will reveal the many pages of the many chapters of my sojourn through this thing called life. But, today, importantly, all that matters is my Helen Griffith tale. There we were, Helen and I, in first grade at Townsend Street School. Mr. Frank LaBudde was the principal...don't remember our teacher from that grade, however. Ms. Griffith was a tall, willowy sort...soaring over almost every other child in the class as I remember. She had such a lovely smile and seemed to float on air as angel might on her way down the aisle to the black board. She captured my heart...for how long, I don't recall..."crushes" bac kthen could last for minutes or maybe even days! Her father was a Minister at the Presbyterian church across the street and somehow that made her kind of "other worldly" in my mind, a...Expand for more