I appreciate your faith in my writing. Not sure I even come close to you in writing and skill….But, I will try. I hate to steal your format, but, perhaps I may write about my own days growing up in Reno and going to “our” Mary S Doten K-4.
“I am the 4-year old Don. Mrs. Molini and my mom have invited me to visit Mrs. Parker’s K at Mary S. Doten where John Molini is enrolled. Johnny is a year older than I. I walk down a short flight of stairs. The floor in the basement is dark, dark brown-painted cement and heavily waxed and shining. I smell the wax. I will never forget that wax smell. I turn the corner into an amazing room with a piano at the head of student chairs. I am excited at the orange-crate airplane set-up on the classroom room floor…………etc.” Thanks for the photo of home at Ralston Street and Ninth, where the US Air Mail Service’s plane went in! I delivered Reno Evening Gazette to that house when John Hancock lived there in the late 50’s.
I forgot to mention what I was wearing when I visited Mrs. Parker’s Kindergarten that day so long ago… : My mom had me put on my warm clothes for the visit to Mary S. Doten as it was a cold, winter’s day in Reno……jacket, golashes with buckle-down fasteners, pants with extra giant cuffs, my cowboy belt with red and green marble-like glass decorations…..my long-sleeve flannel cowboy shirt and my beloved World War Two surplus leather aviator’s helmet complete with goggles. I am more than ready to pilot that orange-crate airplane in Mrs. Parker’s room” (Thanks, Karl, for the info on that house and Congress.)
And Karl thanks Don for this anecdote, and invites others to send in their thoughts and recollection, about early life at “Mary S” or about anything else that you want to put out for us….pictures are fine, state their origin if that’s known.
email to KFBreckenridge@live.com – don’t worry about making it perfect, my editorial staff, Carmine Ghia and typist Ophelia Payne can straighten it out (or screw it up) for you.