Thursday, December 3, 2015
Please accept my condolences on the passing of Mr. Parsons. He was my Sixth grade teacher and was a wonderful man. When he yelled at one of the boys, his face would get beet red and he reminded me of Santa Claus. That year stands out in my mind as we did cool science projects like making a motor from scratch using copper wire and wood. It was also the year that I gave Brad Perkins a black eye on the playground and Mr. Parsons never yelled at me. I decided that year that my career was to be a Nun Gym Teacher. I don't think I got his input on that and it never happened, but it was also the year we wrote our first research paper, which I think I still have somewhere. My aunt and uncle went to Ghana that year and I chose to write about the country for my paper. Other teachers were good in Dryden but this teacher is one who stands out in my memory as being one of the very best. Again, please accept my sincere condolences. Maureen Sullivan Maus