Autumn M. Roberts

My one memory of you girls is this one. I was teaching PE to 4th graders at Oak Hill. One of you girls was in that class when I took you outside and you fell down the hill going down to the old football field. It had been raining and you ended up with mud from head to toe. Your mother just laughed and laughed to see such a sight. I had been afraid that she would really be mad at me but she just thought the whole incident was terribly funny. Actually I did too. Both of you have my condolance...