I first met Mary Ann Brown in the hallway of Central High School my first day of eight grade. I was a very shy girl and lost and could not find my English teachers room. I never knew why she walked into the hall that morning, but she was a beautiful angel who came to my rescue, took me under her wing and helped me find my room. My angel turned out to be my eight grade English teacher. I was one of the lucky ones who got taught by her twice. I have adored her ever since and we remained friends thru the years. We only saw each other in later years at class reunions, but it always made me so happy to hear her say "There's Ben and Connie." and always with such pleasure in her voice that it made you fall in love with her all over again. She made everyone feel that way. That was just Mrs. Brown. She was such an inspiration to me after my daughter died and th only thing I can say here is a verse I found for my daughter "You left and forgot to tell our hearts how to live without you". Connie Friedman Conine Class of 1967.