Saturday, December 19, 2009

6 Memories Until Christmas

I’ve received many homemade ornaments from students over the years. I remember each child as I hang them on the tree.

So how did I become a school bus driver? I started driving in Akron, NY. My neighbor retired, or at least tried to. She kept getting called to sub, so she asked me to consider replacing her and at the same time a woman in my Home Bureau chapter asked if I would drive. People weren't exactly lining up for a high stress job that paid $10 an hour but only gave you 5 to 15 hours a week. I looked on it as community service back then - my kids were walkers. LOL. I was fairly certain I'd never learn how to handle something that big but I surprised myself. Very shortly after I got my commercial license John was transferred back to Syracuse and my neighbor got called to sub again. After a few years John got transferred back to Buffalo and we moved back to Akron, so all the time they spent training me wasn't totally in vain. Once John retired we once again returned to CNY so we would be back near family but Akron was a wonderful place to live and I still miss all of my friends there.

This series originally appeared in 2006 at The Apple Doesn't Fall Far From the Tree. Some posts have been updated, others replaced.

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