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Memories by Jim P. Cole
Laura Mauzy was one of my
favorites, too. And certainly Gene, the defacer
of school property, deserved whatever she dished out. In comparing notes
over the years with other Central grads, Keith Rogers, class of '60, now a
lawyer hanging his shingle in Collierville, told me about his encounter with
Miss Laura at the visitation following the death of her sister, Grace Mauzy.
Sad for us in the class of '63 that Grace Mauzy, for decades Central High's
premier English teacher, had retired just before we arrived. Anyhow, in
offering his condolences to Laura, Keith said, "Miss Mauzy, your sister was
the finest teacher I ever had." Laura snapped back, "That's because you
never had me for mathematics."
IN THE NEWS
June 24 – Roma Trobaugh
Allen. Has been blessed with her first granddaughter,
Ava Mendelsohn in L.A. Son, David, who attends Virginia Tech, just returned
from six weeks of summer session in Australia.
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happening in your life i.e. the birth of
grandchildren, promotions, retirement, etc.
NEWS FROM OTHER WARRIOR CLASSES
A reunion for band members
between the years
’60-‘65 is planned for Oct. Contact: firstname.lastname@example.org
in Jackson TN., at the
home of John and Leeba Andrews Curlin. Festivities begin
at 2PM. Serving begins at 4. Details including cost and
maps will appear in an upcoming issue of Smoke Signals.
This date and time was chosen to coincide with the band
reunion, shown above.
THE MAYONNAISE JAR AND COFFEE
When things in
your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours
a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar...and the coffee.
stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front
of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and
empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked
the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the
jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between
the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They
agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of
course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar
was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and
poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space
between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, " I want you to
recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things... your God, family, your children, your
friends, and your favorite passions... things that if everything
else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are
the other things that matter like your job, your house, and
your car. The sand is everything else... the small stuff.
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the
pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time
and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that
to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your
children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your wife out to dinner.
Maybe even play another 18. There's always time to clean the house and
fix the disposal."
Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities.
The rest is just sand."
One of the
students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter
how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee
with a friend."