Memories from a classmate

Jimmy, I Remember

Jimmy, I remember, like it was the day before,
Our fort on the creek, to us it was on a shore.
You lived on Circle Drive, While I lived on West Clay,
We were joined by Sugar Creek, and thats where we would play.
Jimmy, I remember, the days on the hill,
Elementary school, how I remember it still.
Mike Hawkins, my best friend, Steve Scholes’s Accordian, how he could play,
The times were so easy, nothing stood in our way.
The Easter Parade in Mrs. Pobst’s Class, Sandy in her hat,
It’s the good times we remember, our first time at bat.
Jr. High, Mrs. Lynch, we all paid our dues,
And who could forget, Remember Mr. Hughes.
The coaches, the teachers, Mr. Leslie Steele,
Jim Hillyer’s strike on the cafeteria, Oh what a deal!
Basketball, Football, the motorcycles we had,
For every day we live, we all should be glad.
Jimmy, I remember, the ringing of the class bells,
English class, my favorite, listening to Steve Wells.
Graduation soon came, we all went our ways,
But our memories are forever, we will have them all of our days.
Remember the class Reunions, together again,
Sharing the stories, of how everyone has been.
Jimmy, I remember, a friendship so true,
Jimmy Hanna, I remember, and will always remember you!

Johnny R. Johnson