That's me, front row. The "C" stands for Charles, my first name.
My 24, 1974, yes, fifty years ago, Concord
High School held our Honors Night program.
Thank goodness for there
being a Library for me to work in otherwise I would not have had opportunity to
accept an award, as pictured below, before assembled classmates, their parents,
teachers, and administrators on that stage in that affectionally-remembered
auditorium.
Having no musical talent,
I was not in band or choir, nor did I participate in sporting events which call
for physical duration and strength, nor did I have the projection of voice for theater.
I have no high school trophies or framed
newspaper reports to adorn walls, shelves, or tables so as to impress visitors
with stories of glory. But, by golly gee whiz did I know how to navigate the
Dewey Decimal system! I know how to get you to the book you want! “Need Cliff’s
Notes for that Shakespeare play? Gotcha covered, brother!”. ”Seeking a
biography of King Edward VII? Follow me, sister!” I can even find that obscure
recording of Gloriana by Benjamin Britten if that is your musical taste!
And therefore, I am happy to claim, and exalt,
and present this pictured charm as my award for Library Service.
Yes, fifty years I have held on to this
memento.
But seriously, I offer
sincere accolades to all my classmates who achieved academic, athletic,
artistic, or other school disciple success that year!
You can read about them
in this Elkhart Truth article which James Clouse recently posted on Facebook.
And let’s all recommit to
our class moto:
