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| FULLER SCHOOL circa 1950's |
It began five years ago, the need to assure that the School Street Village story was not lost. It
began with an old photograph of our beloved Fuller School above. It started as a memorial for all those classmates and dear ones lost over the years. It was dedicated to a dear friend since my early childhood who can no longer remember. It's purpose was to remember for her. It ended up being much more than that.
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It went on to gather, to present the stories of our people bit by bit and some of the history they lived through. It went back and back. It searched out stories of the Village that I knew and that others taught me like the incredible Arlene Gouveia. I cherished and presented like jewels each story for others to recall and savor all over again. I wrote each word with all the love that grew in me for that place that was my childhood home.
Dredging up my memories, you see me at the age of five below, the the tapestry began to take place. Soon others joined in and the story grew with photographs so precious they took my breath away.
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| Me at age 5 years |
I have loved each moment of writing and researching this blog over the years. I hope that it encourages others to try to gather their own basket of memories and reach out to others to put it all together. So many readers have visited this blog and I imagine that it rings many bells of their own growing up. Those of us that lived through those times are richer because of it. I know others will continue to read it, to goggle some word or title that brings them here. They are most welcome.
I walk the bygone streets of my School Street Village
and greet those who walked with me, who
laughed and cried with me. I greet them with
a song of thanksgiving for all we had together.
I have tried to be the friend who remembered
for those who've memories have failed and for
those gone ahead of me.
those gone ahead of me.
Thank you very much for all the good memories and you had brought back to life. For sure this blog is a work of love; good people always do good deeds. I hope you can find a way to put together all these memories, stories and photos in one book to remember all the loved ones from the School Street Village.
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I sincerely appreciate your purpose in writing this blog and remember the reward for work well done is the opportunity to do more.
Bless you for your good comments, they are deeply appreciated. This blog will continue to live on in the world of the Internet, which makes me very happy. At some point I will be getting a printed version done, but as I did not always credit as I should that precludes publication. However, a copy will some day be placed at the Old Colony Historical Society in Taunton or the Taunton Public Library.
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