Central School Memories

Below are personal memories of the old school, submitted
by former students and staffers. Memories are welcome via email,
to centralschoolmemories@battlegroundps.org

Central School, September 2011

Central School, Jan. 21, 2012

Moments to remember . . .
 

I started first grade with Miss Sly in the old Central Building and loved every minute of school. The reading circle that was defined by colored tiles in the floor, the toy alcove/bay window and the smell of the crayons are are just some of the memories of that first year.  My teachers were Mrs. Griffith, Mrs. Turney, Mrs. Harrison, Mr. Anderson, and Mrs. Lawrence.  They were a huge influence on my life and had a great deal to do with my becoming a teacher also.  In my memory, that building will always be a clean, safe, and amazingly interesting place to learn!  -- Jan Zeller Shaul, Class of '57

I started at Central School the fall of 1953. I had Mrs. Anderson for both first and second grades. Some of my other teachers were Mrs. Barnette, Mrs. Shepard, Mrs. Harckleroad, Mrs. Weber, Mr. Christ and Mr Elertson.

I remember one time in the second grade getting my head stuck between the pickets of the railing around the terrace. Other memories include: eating lunch in the room and trading sandwiches with friends and buying lunch at Thanksgiving. I remember in one spring program that we put on at the high school stadium I got to play Donald Duck. I also remember going in single file to the library off the school grounds, saying the pledge of allegiance every morning and having dances in one of the classrooms in fourth grade. -- Gary Radke, BGHS Class of 1966

I have many wonderful memories of the old Central School.  I started
kindergarten in 1967 with Mrs. McFadden.  I had Miss Mead for first grade,
and what a fun year it was! I won't forget the smells ... playing basketball outside at recess, and playing dodge ball on rainy days under the covered area.

 We ate our lunch in the classroom. When we finished we could go to the
kitchen window, which opened into the gym, and buy an ice cream bar.  I
think it was 5 cents for the small one and 7 cents for the large one.  It
was such a treat! -- Jeff Hanson, BGHS Class of 1980

I began kindergarten at central in 1967. The year I graduated I had captured a shot of the southeast door one misty morning. That photo included my favorite weeping willow tree and was published in our 1980 yearbook. In Mr. Petersons fourth grade class we had to sit under desks when a tornado came through taking out Waremart in Vancouver. As a fifth grader we were housed in a wing of the high school while Chief Umtuch was being built to ease overcrowding. I was back at Central again in high school for art class. High school was really full then. About half my class left to attend Prairie High School, which opeend in 1979. We really need to preserve the history of our schools. -- Kami Sowards, staff assistant, Hockinson Middle School.

My first year at Central was 1963-64. My first grade class was taught by Mrs. Horning and her room was the very first class room when you walked in the main doors. We had knotty pine walls, shiny wooden floors and our own balcony. Our teacher would read to us as the sunbeams enveloped us through the huge Bay Window. For our Christmas party she would light a fire in our own little fireplace. Imagine THAT in a classroom today! We even had our own bathroom.
 
But it was the satisfying scent of freshly baked bread every morning that made my nose tingle and stomach growl. We had fabulous school lunches on silver colored trays that said "US Navy."
 
I thought the school was so big. When I was a senior I was a teacher's helper and revisited Central. The drinking fountains were two feet off the floor and the toilets were miniature. I looked into my first grade class room and it was so small. How did we all fit in there? It was magic I guess. We loved our school. Our voices and laughter still echo in those bread-scented halls. -- Tami Holyk Crane

"He was the nicest boy to ever have to stand in the corner!"  ... At least that is what my first grade teacher, Mrs. Marvin, told my mother in 1950!  Our class was so good in the second grade that Miss Peterson (of "Peterson's Rock Gardens" fame in Bend-Redmond), moved on to the third grade with us.  My fourth grade teacher was Mrs. Harrision and I was nearly as tall as she. In the fifth grade, Mr. Bright was the first male teacher I had and I remember him knocking me over playing football on the playground.  Since I grew up with my home in "downtown" I was able to walk to the school and practice basketball on those 7-foot rims.  Whenever I visit Battle Ground I always enjoy driving by this building, full of so many memories for so many people. It served Battle Ground well. Thanks for giving us this opportunity to share!  -- Dave Wedin, class 1962!  Go, Tigers!

I attended grades 1-6 at Central School.  My memories are from the late 1950s when two of the first grade rooms were “up the ramp” and two more were “down the ramp.”  When you were in a classroom near the ramps, you welcomed the sounds of the lunch carts being wheeled to the fourth grade wing and Mrs. Guard’s piano being taken room to room as she traveled to teach music in each classroom.  I’ll never forget the musical “aha” moment when Mrs. Guard was playing a recording of "Peer Gynt Suite" (by Edvard Grieg) and I realized that music without words could still tell a story.

More random memories: Ice cream bars for 7¢ and 10¢ . . . Sixth grade girls prohibited from wearing nail polish  . . . Cinnamon rolls baked in our own school kitchen . . .  School banking on Tuesday mornings . . .  All the fourth grade girls thinking Mr. Ellertson was very handsome . . . Winning the sixth grade foot race on field day — beating even the boys . . . Listening to Mrs. Summerhill read "Mr. Pudgins" in second grade . . .  Getting to run an errand to the custodian’s room in the “basement”— steep stairs, noisy furnace, smell of cigarette smoke . . .  Memorizing poetry with Mrs. Plowman — fifth grade . . . Saying good-bye to many classmates leaving for the opening of Glenwood Heights School. . . Even as a kid, appreciating the fine architecture of the original building. -- Doris (Forsgren) LeCount

My best memory was that first day of school in 1965. What an exciting and mysterious place this was! My first grade teacher was Mrs. Plowman, who, although very stern, still stands out as one of the best teachers I ever had. Here’s to a wonderful school. We will miss you. -- Alan Chase, Class of 1969

My elementary years began in 1953 at Central School in Mrs. Shore’s first grade class and continued with Mrs. Isaac, Mrs. Bright , Mrs.LeWarne and Mrs. DeShane.  I remember: braided rugs (mats) for rest time . . . walks to the old Public Library on the southeast corner of the campus . . . air raid drills . . . watching “Mr. Magoo” cartoons at lunch time . . .  playing dodge ball . . . making new friends. Over these 50 plus years, I have crossed paths with many who I spent those early years with at Central. Some were in the Vancouver Schools where I attended and later worked; church; shopping and even on Amtrak.

Now it is time to close the book on an era that has left us with priceless memories.  Times change, people change, but our memories will always be with us. Cherish and share them, these are your legacy. -- Linda (Janssen) Clark, registrar, Skyview High School

I attended BGHS in the mid-'80s. I was involved in the school’s outstanding theater department, which required spending many hours at Stage III, a small theater located on the southwest corner of the Old Central building. Our group became a family at Stage III. We worked hard together under Gary Bruner’s direction, but we also played together. Stage III was a place where everybody was accepted and belonged. There are so many stories I could tell (and many I couldn’t!). I am so grateful for having had the experiences I had in that building. I will cry the day it is burned down. -- Laura (Goldsby) Ladd

I taught in the Central building from the early 1980s until it was closed. I taught with Bonnie Williams and Sharon Cyr. The old hardwood floors and the smell of the old boiler – ahh, the good ol’ days. Looking out the large windows at the trees was very calming. The patter of the older-younger kids and pre-school and getting free coffee at Community Ed or going to transportation to bug Brenda Lester and Vivian Witt . . .  Those days are gone but not forgotten. Sad to see it go. -- Eric Liljedahl, BGHS, 1979 to present

Everything was kind of big and scary on my first day of kindergarten in 1966. Even the hallway ramp was big, and with my new shoes on (probably used for the first time), I kept sliding backward until a helpful adult helped me to the top! When I was a first grader, and left Mrs. Forsgren's class to use the restroom, I lingered by the open doorway to Mrs. Dechenne's 2nd-grade class to listen as they sang "Sweetly sings the donkey at the break of day." I thought that those big 2nd graders sure could sing well! Naptime on our own blankets -- such warm memories remain of old Central Elementary. --  Pauline (Ek) Sipponen, class of 1979

In January 1966 I was hired to teach the district’s first Head Start class in the Central auditorium. I had 15 students and two paid aides (Grace Jemison (Martin) and Mrs. Zimmerman).  Because we started at mid-year, the playground schedule was set so we had to go out to recess almost as soon as the children arrived at school -- in January! It was quite cold and the girls were not allowed to wear long pants, but the children never complained as they had lots of equipment that they did not have at home, especially tricycles.

Having the use of the auditorium provided many opportunities inside learning activities. But about 11 a.m. we would have to pick up our equipment and put it on the stage as the rest of the school came through the auditorium to pick up their hot lunches. In the following years, the class was held in the basement of the junior high, at the Odd Fellows hall across the street and at my former home across from present-day BurgerVille.  When I left in 1970, the class was taught by Merta (Schubothe) Weese, one of my former 7th grade students from 1961. – Frances Person

In the summer of 1979, during my years at BGHS, I worked at Central helping set up the library for the new Prairie High. Later, I walked my little sister to school there. In the front office you could smell baked goods from the kitchen and the pasty odor from the mimeograph machine as well as the familiar smell of the wooden walls. The sounds in the building were comfortable, the walls softening the acoustics throughout. Getting to play with Mr Bruner and the other kids in Stage III for a couple of years, being there for plays, hanging out in the wardrobe/props room & the Green Room  . . . Those were awesome times. The Central Building was a wonderful place for all of us kids and my family. Thank you for opening it up for the public to make comments. Mine aren't so impressive, I suppose, but the building always has been impressive to me. -- Tanja Schuurman Robinson; Purmerend, The Netherlands, BGHS Class of 1982

I started school in 1948 and was in Mrs. Shores' class. I was glad to get to third grade and Miss Dallas because my first and second grade teachers lived up the road from my grandparents, and she didn't.  I remember seeing the tornado, as I was waiting for the second bus run after school, when I was in fourth grade.  I remember learning to play a tonette. I remember the Spring Festivals every May and dancing around the Maypole.  I enjoyed practicing my penmanship when I was in Mrs. Lawrence's fifth grade. I still receive compliments on my handwriting.  I wrote to thank her, and we corresponded before she passed away.  I write my small "r" the same way she did. -- Linda (Harlan) Duncan

I remember first grade (1970-71) in Central with the wood floors, big windows and long hallways that carried smells from the cafeteria of fresh bread baking. My first grade teacher was Ms. Paulette, who taught me to read with Dick and Jane. My second grade teacher was Mrs. Klein, who was more stern. I made a friend in second grade and we are still friends today.  I have playground memories of monkey bars and swings and running from the boys. Once I fell from the twirly bird and had stitches. All and all I loved that old building. My boys also went to co-pep pre-school there. It was a great school. It will be sad to see it go. – Janelle Gaylor Johns, Prairie High School

We were very excited in the spring of our fifth-grade year (1941) about the prospect of moving into a brand new school -- Central.  One of my memories was of our classroom in the northeast corner of the building; it had wonderful windows and light while our old classroom on the second floor had high windows (maybe that was so we wouldn't sit and daydream) and was very dreary.  My teacher was Mrs. Isabelle Lawrence who was one of my best teachers - no "hanky-panky." -- Esther Ritzau Miller, BGHS class of 1948

When we were in the old grade school we played outdoors and on gravel during all kinds of weather.  Then when we moved to Central in the fifth grade (1941) we had an all-purpose room inside the building in which we could play during cold and rainy weather.  We really appreciated that! -- Betty Nelson Stine, BGHS class of 1948

Classroom windows so tall . . .  A massive room with just-right desks . . . Looming doors that are heavy to open . . . Finally, finding my way from my classroom four doors up the giant hallway where the lady took coins and dispensed a bit of heaven. Standing in line with my nickel tightly squeezed in my hand, anticipating the treat when it finally became my turn—two graham cracker halves with frosting in the middle and my own li’l carton of milk! That was some high livin’ in 1968 for the compliant kindergarten girl with freezing legs due to the girls’ dress code: No Pants! -- Cindy (Lingle) Plamondon

Our dear old grade school brings back many a memory.  I do believe the loveliest schoolroom I ever had the privilege to have class in was the first grade room on the southeast corner of the building called Central. Ten years ago our high school class toured what we could of the old school that we remembered from the early 1940s. We could still go in that wondrous room that we remembered so well, although much had changed. It was in that lovely first grade room with the bay window, the small bathroom, the fireplace, the terrace, the games marked on the floor and Miss Sly as the very kind and effective teacher. We even had cauldrons of hot soup in the hallway outside our room that we could partake of for one penny a bowl at lunch.  -- Jane Witter Revesz

In 1995 opportunity came my way and I took it.  I got to bake in the district bakery and get paid! I loved it. Everything was made from scratch. There were more than five kinds of cookies, cakes, cobblers, brownies and pumpkin pie. The favorite was the warm cinnamon rolls filled with brown sugar, butter, cinnamon and nuts (optional). The fan would push the great aromas outside. Many people would come in to get something good. Sweet sounds would come down the hall as there was still a kindergarten class in session. I will miss the old building, but will always have good memories. -- Diane Moore

My office was in the back of the old building. It had been remodeled and had a beautiful oak framed window that looked out over the playground. I could see the old merry-go-round and often thought of the children who had once played on it; perhaps they’d come back in spirit to play on it again.Maintenance and custodial offices and maintenance shops were there. So were preschools, Community Education and Tiger Land Daycare. Eventually, the Alternative Learning Program started in the building with just one teacher and one student. Today, it is at CASEE and is known as Summit View alternative High School. Food service was in the building and I can still smell the aroma of those wonderful cinnamon rolls. For a while, the BGHS drama department was there, too. And there were the cats that lived under the building. One was an orange tabby we named Little Guy. Little Guy’s mother would try to get him to stay with her. But once he’d see people he would head for us because he knew lunch was being served soon.

One day, the building started to roll. I jumped under the solid oak desk and waited out the shaking. The old building had a few new cracks in it after that earthquake and I had a few more gray hairs, but we both survived. One of my favorite memories is of a little girl who would stop and say hello. Her mother worked in Community Ed just down the hall. I can still see little Sarah standing there at my office door to say "Hi" and show me what she was wearing to school that day. We will all miss the old Central building and know that it served its community well. -- Brenda Lester, BGSD transportation coordinator

My workplace for 16 years, Central was a great old building. The rooms were large, with high ceilings and big windows.  Lunches were prepared in the kitchen on the premises, served "hot out of the kettle" and almost as good as home cookin'. When I was hired to teach at Central School most of the teachers had worked there for many years. It was a great experience to work with a caring, sharing staff. Teachers supervised recesses in those years, and a fall experience that I remember is how excited the students were to pile up the leaves from the sycamore trees that lined the front of the building and jump and roll in them.
A couple of times each year the student body gathered in the gymnasium to watch a special movie, or assembly program. This was a great event in the days before super-size, full-color TV. The time has come to demolish the deteriorating Central Building and while that will take away many memories, it will also remove this eyesore from the campus. -- Dorothy Fleming, BGSD retiree

Jane Witter Revez and I were running down the stairs to lunch in the cafeteria when an earthquake rattled the school and cracked the walls. We reached the basement in time to feel a bit of it and find our classmates very rattled themselves. This was 1949 or 1950, I believe. Another significant experience was discovering two very large and beautiful weeping willow trees split down the middle and lying on the ground following a silver thaw. Such a sad sight.  We used to sit under them and eat our lunches. I am grateful for the school, the teachers and the wonderful education all of us Mitcham kids got there. I am still in close touch with a number of my classmates who have been life long friends. Thank you for this opportunity to share some of my many wonderful memories. -- Carolle Mitcham Downing, Class of 1951

Central is my all-time favorite school and I hate to see it go! I spent six memorable years there in the late 50's and early 60's. (No kindergarten in those days!) My teachers were Mrs. Horning, Mrs. Isaac, Mrs. Dechenne, Mrs. Goodnight, Mrs. Shepard and Mr. Schaber. The principal, Cleon McConnell, stood in the hall intersection near the office in the mornings with a bullhorn and greeted everyone. Norma Haney was in charge of the office. We watched President Kennedy's inauguration on a black-and-white TV hauled in to Mrs. Goodnight's room for the occasion. During the Cuban missile crisis we all went to the cafeteria to watch the president talk. First grade memory: Mrs. Horning wrote on my report card "She talks too much."  (Still do!) Second grade memory: I was supposed to sing a solo at the Christmas concert but stage fright swallowed my voice. It had to be one of Mrs. Guard's most disappointing moments. Oh, and we had our toothbrushes at school and used them whether we liked it or not! I had wonderful teachers and got an outstanding education at Central. -- Gretchen Ek, second grade teacher, Tukes Valley Primary School

As a result of a new school with excess capacity, I entered the first grade in the fall of 1941 at age 5. Enabling the early start was my passing of an aptitude test and, most important, Mom’s desire to get me out of the house. Ms. Sly, the teacher, is remembered as a patient and caring person — one of those "dear hearts and gentle people" who were so abundant in Battle Ground. What a marvelous beginning! We were surrounded by wonderful people, including three special classmates who have been life-long close friends.  May the intensity of the building’s final moments stimulate those who have walked its halls (and some who have spent punishment time there) to continue a tradition of helping prepare others for a successful future. -- Tom Stitzel, BGHS Class of 1953

I began working at the Central Elementary Library in 1970. It was such a cute cozy little library with the books the children loved and story time. We had a set of dolls that were Red Riding Hood and you turned the doll upside down and there was another character from the story, like Grandma, the hunter and the wolf. The kids loved it. Don Howard was our principal, a nice guy to work with. We had students from the high school who came over and worked as aides. When I moved to Chief Umtuch Mimi Burda became the Library tech. I felt sad to see the pictures of the building with all the decay and such in our little library. We will miss the landmark building. – Bobbie Johnson

I spent quite a bit of time at Central,
first as a parent-volunteer (1979-81)and an employee (19'91-2001). Two
of our children went to preschool at Central. Everything about the
building was charming. The
graceful windows were an opening to learning about the community, as
life clamored on by outside. Later, I had the privilege of being part of
a team of wonderful people in the Special Education Preschool program.
It was a great 10 years. The beautiful patio on the south side of the
building served as a special outdoor play area. The trees were a
splendid umbrella. I will miss Central; it symbolizes a time when
craftsmanship shaped the identity of a structure and people opened their
hearts to make it a home. -- Nadine Vandermeer

Wow, what a great old school!
 I remember the child-sized bathrooms inside the classrooms and sitting
in front of Mrs. Horning’s bay window learning to read from her huge
Dick & Jane book. I thought everyone had her as a first grader.
Second grade was with Miss Watts and third with Mr. Kleinsausser. It’s
going to be such a loss for those of us within that age group. -- Barbara (Kleven) Kujava, Daybreak Middle School

I worked in the Central Building
for a brief time in 1981. We had re-opened it while we were finishing
construction on the new Maple Grove School. I remember the big windows
and high ceilings took me back to my own elementary school. In
1998 I was brought back to Central with the activities going on in
Stage III. My son was involved in the drama program and we have many
memories of Stage III and the Green Room.  What a time. -- Ellen Joslin, BGEA President

After moving from Utah to Washington
I attended second grade in the Central Building. Years later, in High
School, I spent four of the best years of my life in the drama
department, lovingly known as Stage III. So many good friends, good
times and memories were made there . . . In fact, my old second grade
classroom had become our theater's green room. So, I am saddened by the
loss of this building, it's memories, and a piece of Battle Ground's
history. -- Glenda (Dean) Michael 1979 - '83, Hamilton, Missouri

Before I taught at BGHS, I held a “Parent’s Anonymous” weekly meeting at the Central Building. Saw some great plays put on by BGHS Drama Department. -- Debby Gage, BGHS

I began my preschool teaching
career at Central in 1990. Never a year went by that  a parent did not
walk in and look around our rooms and say, "I went  to Kindergarten in
this room”,  or “This was my first grade classroom; there was a
fireplace over there.” We had 3 classrooms of delayed preschoolers. We
had beautiful leaves in the fall. Our hallways were cool on the warm
days and oh, so wide. We lined the halls with children’s paintings to
dry. We
knew the maintenance people, the operations staff, the warehouse and
transportation folks. We never called it the "Old Central" building. 
We also had neighbors, the nursing home next door. We called them the
grandmas and grandpas. We sang to them at Christmas, trick or treated at
Halloween and I think we even took them valentines. We could even walk to the library on Main Street. We
had BGHS students work in our classrooms through a class called
“Careers with children”. Don Cyr a counselor at BGHS sent us from time
to time a student who needed a different track, they turned out to be
the best! Central also housed  2 community preschools, Tigerland and Co-Pep.We cried the day they told us we had to move, Oct. 4, 2001. I loved Central and cried again to hear of its passing. -- Holly Cattin, Captain Strong Preschool

I was a student at Central in
the early 1960s. One of the earliest memories was of my first grade
year with my teacher, Mrs. Marvin.  I can remember all of us sitting in
the back of the room next to a blazing fire in the fireplace, sipping
hot chocolate and opening presents for the Christmas gift exchange.  I
had given Mrs. Marvin a green scarf. -- Rob Baty, fifth grade teacher, Chief Umtuch Middle School 

Central was the first school I
attended.  It will always hold a special place in my memories. My
Kindergarten teacher was Mrs. Muzzy and we had an amazing classroom. It
had an alcove with a fireplace and on cold winter days there would be a
fire in the fireplace.  Mrs. Muzzy would sit in a wingback chair and we
gathered around her for a story.  There was a patio off to the side and a
picnic table (probably two of them) and we ate lunch or our snack out
there on beautiful spring days.  The room had lots of windows and an
amazing bay window facing the street.  It truly was a special place to
start my school years.-- Renee (Johnson) Larson, Class of 1987

I began first grade at Central School in
1958. On my first day of school, I stood in the middle of the brightly
colored circle on the floor and cried as my mom left the room. My
teacher was Mrs. Horning. She quickly engaged me in some activity to
help me forget my fear. I learned to read, Dick and Jane at the bay
window. We washed our hands in the back little room before lunch and
played on the concrete patio at recess. I remember the playground had a
structure with chain ladders hanging from it. You would hang on for dear
life as you ran around and then lifted your feet off the ground. We
didn't have a library, so we walked to the public library on the
southeast corner of the school grounds once a week. I later worked for
BGSD and every time I walked into the Central building, all my fond
childhood memories came back to me. I'm going to miss seeing that
building. It was a great place to start my education! -- Paula (Werner) Wohosky

Wow this is an emotional moment.
I am one of those former students of the Central Building (late 1950s,
early '60s).  I have memories of washing hands, getting ready for lunch,
going out for recess, and, oh yes, getting yelled at by a teacher (who
thought I was my twin sister) to get back in the classroom and in my
seat. I am eager to get some bricks and make them a part of the
landscaping at my house.  What a treasured memory that will be. -- Patti (Brigner) Trotter

Times spent with Dick and Jane
and nap time after a morning snack of graham crackers and slightly warm
milk served straight from the carton. The smell of freshly made rolls
wafting through the halls each morning. The fireplace at the back of the
classroom, by then out of service, seemed to call out to me mockingly. 
If only we had been allowed to gather by the fire during story time as
surely students before us once had. The excitement of the recess bell
chiming as we all ran to be first in line at the slide -- a slide that
loomed so high it seemed nearly to touch the clouds.  How many times did
this brave first grader climb all the way to the top only to be too
frightened to continue, then scurry back down the ladder, head hung low?
Then, the thrill the first time I didn’t. Oh, the freedom of flight!
Farewell fair Central Elementary, you served me well. -- Carri (Walck) Kockritz

I started first grade in the new Central Grade
School in the first class to attend there all year long. The school had
opened in the previous spring. The two first-grade rooms were in the
southeast corner of the building with a raised outdoor play area
enclosed by a wrought iron fence. There was a large multicolored circle
inlaid in the floor tile near the fireplace. I recall sitting around the
circle for story time. I  remember going to principal Durkee’s office
each week to buy a savings bond stamp in order to save up for a war
bond.  I returned to my home town of Battle Ground in the late 1980’s
after living all around the United States for 30 years. As a licensed
contractor/cabinet maker, I did several jobs for the school district.
They included installation of cabinets in one of the former first grade
rooms for use by the preschool program. It was a heartwarming experience
to work in my old school room 50 years after being a student there. -- Bill Tucker

I was in the first grade at
Central Elementary during the 1948-49 school year. One of my major
memories is when we had the big earthquake. When things started to shake
I remember looking up at the clock and it was falling out of the wall.
My teacher, Mrs Shores, told us all to run outside.  -- Gloria (Cresap) Walck

In the fall of 1941
I started first grade. My Teacher was Miss Sly, a lovely white-haired
lady. I remember having a real fireplace in the classroom and an
adjoining terrace outside our door so we had our own play area away from
the "big"  kids. In the following years I loved the big playground with
the swings, monkey bars, rings and the "giant slides."  I graduated
from  BGHS in 1953 and am still friends with some of my firstt grade
classmates. I have wonderful memories of my years in the Battle Ground
School  District. -- Shirley (Johnson) Brandenburg