Be Nice to your High School English Teacher

When I graduated from North Penn High School in 1993, I had 700 or so people in my graduating class, and we were the second largest high school in Pennsylvania. Today, one of the volunteers told me that her son is a senior there, and his graduating class has about 1100 students in it. Clearly something’s wrong with education when you can have one school with 3400 students in it in 3 grades (it looks like a small airport now). Anyway, somehow, 15 years later, my high school senior year English teacher, Mrs. Colliver, managed to recognize me when I saw her at the campaign office. She’s retired now, and has been coming in regularly to make phone calls and volunteer however she can. It was really fun to reconnect with her! I keep wondering how many more people will come through the door by the end that I knew growing up.

New note to this post: I also learned that another regular volunteer named Cathy was ALSO an English teacher at my high school, and coincedentally, the mom of a guy in my graduating class! Last night when she was in the office I introduced her to Facebook and showed her pics of a lot of her former students, my former classmates!

Also, here's a picture of the front page of our local town newspaper, The North Penn Reporter! Go Hillary!