Ms. Manweiller Business teacher in high school. Miss Manweiller was a young teacher, new to our school. She made a good effort to show the business students what it would be like out in the business world. I planned to be a secretary and I zeroed in on her because she was my idea of how you should dress and act if you were in business.
My father. He was an honest, hard working man that always supported his family, maybe not in an outward way, because he wasn't demonstrative as far as hugging, telling us he loved us. But we all knew through his actions. He was a fair man.
My Mother. Mom was as hard a worker as you would find. Not many of us could imagine raising seven kids in a three bedroom, one bath house. She did an excellent job. Everyone one of us were raised with good values, well balanced, and a sense of loving each other and those around us. Again, Mom did not hug or say she loved us. It was demonstrated in her actions every day. The best kind of love.
Wilma Todish I remember because she did what I wanted to do. Get a job out at Hanford as a secretary.
Ironically, I went to business school for five months, got a job as a secretary for less than five years and then became a technician, spending about 35 years in the technical field. So much for the secretarial field. It was just a jump off point.
That's it. Can't come up with a fifth one.
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