Wow Barry; you could write a book! A very funny one. I remember Naomi but I never heard about the Hershey bars or Joyce. Don't forget to include a chapter about the lovely child of God Barbara...not just the near-Woodstock experience but also the near-drowning one.
Naomi never changed in the five years I went to that school. Our second grade teacher relished in hitting us with her pointer. It was a badge of courage for us boys and we used to see who had the most welts on their arms at the end of the day. She rarely hit girls with it but one day she took the pointer to Ruth. I really got angry when I saw that. When the teacher excused herself to go to the bathroom, she left Naomi in charge. Naomi would draw this box in the corner of the blackboard where she wrote the names of the kids she reported. If your name would appear in that box, you would get a few lashes with the pointer. So I got up and went over to the blackboard. I picked up her pointer and broke it in two carefully replacing it on the chalk holder so it wouldn't appear broken. I wanted it to be a surprise the next time she picked up the pointer to hit someone. The class let out a muffled cheer when I did that. Then I walked over to Naomi and warned her not to say a word about it to the teacher. Of course as soon as the teacher came back into the room, Naomi immediately showed her the broken pointer and pointed at me. "Barry did it, Mrs Levinger!" The teacher went over to the supply closet and pulled out a yardstick and walloped me with that.
Joyce was the diametric opposite of Naomi. Kind and considerate. And a beautiful smile which she sometimes directed at me. I missed her as much as my best friends Jay and Josh when I was kicked out of that school.
Right, the lovely child of God Barbara was a delight too. It was a couple of weeks after Woodstock when my friend Jan and I were scuba diving off his boat on Masten Lake. Barbara was one of five girls we invited along. They were wearing bikinis and treading water fifteen feet above us. What a beautiful sight! I forgot to breathe and started gasping. I kicked my way to the surface next to the girl I was sure was Barbara. After I caught my breath I said "I knew that was you!" She laughed and splashed water in my face. That was a great summer!
I like the clips from the Selznick version of The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. I saw the musical adaptation when I was 10...
He wasn't in this clip but I had quite a crush on the actor who played Huck.
Jeff East. Yes, he played a very credible Huckleberry Finn.