Name: Nancy-Rose Maiden: Meeker

Personal narrative!

I always felt a little outside the high school culture.  Maybe it was because I was living at Sunrise Ranch, and some regarded that with caution and curiosity.  Maybe it was because I was a late bloomer, and through junior high and the first year or so of high school I was pretty spacey and found it hard to grasp all the things that were expected of me.  I certainly didn't have the money for cool clothes, and didn't do cool things with the cool people.  For instance, I never was invited into a group to do a skit for Rag Day.  But I had abilities that were recognized, especially in English, French, Choir and Art, and that gradually gave me confidence.  By the time I graduated, even though I still didn't quite fit somehow, I did feel that I had the respect of many people who were important to me, and was really touched by some of what was written into my yearbook.

A Loveland memory from 1950/60 era!
Lunchtime in the gym, eating our bag lunches, joking and trading parts of sandwiches.

Biology class when we had to dissect a frog--I wondered how anyone could make a career of this kind of thing.

English class struggling through Julius Caesar, trying to understand Shakespeare's obscure references.  I concluded, though, after we had gotten all the way through, that the man had some insight and was worth reading.

French class with the dashing Monsieur Santoni--I had a HUGE, almost obsessive crush on him the whole time he was at LHS.  I made straight A's in French!