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Once upon a time...long, long ago (53 years before 2020 happened) there was a year called 1967 where a lot of changes ended up taking place with most of them being for the better. It's hard to believe that I'm now going on three years older than Harold "Dutch" Creason was back when he retired from being Fall Creek Heights Elementary's principal / eighth grade teacher / head basketball coach / anything else he was needed for including helping our drop-dead-gorgeous custodian, John Ent, who also drove Bus #1. As this song ![]() I have begun a Sheet to share the various memories from that year and have placed a bitem button leading to it below what I've written here, but I want to focus on what inspired the year's Signature Song ![]() Another song from that year ![]() Ironically, there are actual wildfires now that are spreading all along The West Coast. This just blends into the recipe of how 2020 has been a year like no other with lots of destruction going on. Yet, there has been a lot good about this year as well, if we look for it. There has been a lot of saying "Good Morning!" and really meaning it going on, and there are still many of us -- and a considerable amount of them from people who weren't even born in time to experience 1967 as a current event. My folks and I were out in San Francisco that summer visiting Uncle Finley & Aunt Marce, so we saw all of this firsthand. When we returned home, preparations for moving lay ahead of us, and I would be starting high school at the end of August. Seven years ago this morning, I would be leaving our farm for the last time and joining the ranks of the homeless for awhile. This, too, passed and had its blessings. Someday, we'll probably look back on 2020 and will also have fond memories of it...
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