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SPECIAL NOTICE
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This notice is for one of our own Billy Palladino, Staples H.S. graduate, class of 1968. He was diagnosed with throat cancer in November of 2009 and has been hospitalized since Feb. 6, when complications from throat cancer surgery in November robbed him of his ability to speak. He had an operation where they removed his epiglottis, the flap that covers the trachea during swallowing so that food does not enter the lungs. He had a Tracheotomy and now is unable to speak. He is presently in Danbury Hospital and is receiving Chemotherapy and Radiation and hoping to go home soon.
With all this going on for Bill, another tragedy struck his family. His wife, Janice Ann McClenathan Palladino, age 45, passed away from a massive heart attack on February 11, 2010 at her home in Sandy Hook, CT. She was also a Staples High School Graduate, class of 1983. Not only did his wife meticulously prepare meals that were injected through the feeding tube Bill had implanted after his surgery and monitor his medications, her full-time job at a small manufacturing company in Oxford provided the health insurance that covered the bulk of his medical bills.
Now there is no income for family and they don't know how long the insurance from Janice's job will cover Billy's medical bills. They have 2 daughters, Michelle and Sarah Palladino who are both in college.
We want to let you know that a trust fund has been set up for Billy and his family at:
Newtown Savings Bank
30 Main Street
Danbury CT 06810
Phone: (203) 205-0080
For those of you that want to contact him or send get well cards to, his home contact information is:
Bill Palladino
7 Overlook Knoll
Sandy Hook CT 06482
(203) 426-8960
Here are some links for more information:
Article on Billy in the Danbury News Times, Feb. 21, 2010.
Obituary from the Westport News on Janice Ann McClenathan Palladino.
Please help out where you can. Collectively we can all make a difference for Billy and his family, no matter what the $ amount is. Words of support are also needed if you can't make a donation during these hard times.
Thank you, Shelby Goodlett Pike
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I'll never forget Mr. Rudd -- the first genuinely funny adult I ever met. He made me laugh every time I spoke with him. I'll never forget Dan Woog, either. Remember that play about Hawaii? You were the narrator and I was Mark Twain. A photo of us appeared in the Town Crier.
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James Cushing
1967
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Thursday, 08/13/2009
12:07:15
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Matt Rudd died several years ago. He was the librarian at Staples after leaving Burr Farms. I wonder how many black male elementary school librarians there were back then? And we thought nothing of it.
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Dan Woog
1971
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Wednesday, 04/15/2009
18:38:13
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Wow, I just found this site! Reading all your recollections brought much back. The names missing and were important to me are; Mr. Mahockian (SP) I loved him and later we worked together at CMS before he retired. He died a year after retiring. I loved playing the math horse race game on Friday afternoons. To this day, I occaisionally have my students play. I also remember Ms. DeAngelis 5th grade- she was hot, at least to a 5th grader.
Rudd was the best! Is he still alive? Where?
Thanks alum for sharing all your fond memories, I too cherish those times and friends; Elly, Nazz, Conant, Scott Mullen...
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Jody Grose
1973
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Saturday, 03/07/2009
16:42:43
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Mr Rudd was the best! I also always got a kick out of Coach Dorsey. Such a goof! Mr Morrison was very moody but always pretty nice to me.
I still remember being in the play about Thomas Jefferson. I still recall the song we sang and boy was it cheesy! "Tall Tom Jefferson recognize him yes you can..." My favorite memories at Burr Farms are singing Billy Joel songs on the playground. I was literally sick when they tore the school down.
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Molly Hale Perrou
1990
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Tuesday, 10/07/2008
13:40:36
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I remember two or three of us riding Glenn Keith like a sled down the hill in his new parka, beating up James Bell before we became friends(Derwin Bell mercifully stayed out.),Coach Dorsey singing "Jimmy Bell" to the tune of "Silver Bells" like a man who had just won the lottery, which he had.
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Eric Isotalo
1980
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Saturday, 07/19/2008
11:07:36
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Burr Farms alumni and all class of 1973.. go to -link-.
to sign up for reunion.
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Susan Woog Wagner
1973
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Saturday, 07/12/2008
05:07:14
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Ann Hill...OMG I remember you, you lived near Paula. How are you?
Some memories of the three of us:
Played hide and seek in your yard at dusk...ran through the back yard and nearly "lost my head" when the laundry line caught me under the chin and flipped be onto my back...
Snuck a cigarette out of your brother's pack one night when he was having a party...went down to the bottom of the hill to where the "Y" shaped tree was and tried smoking for the first time "cough-cough-hack" I thought I was going to DIE!
Did you stay with figure skating?
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Ann Prodo Elmer
1980
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Friday, 07/04/2008
02:07:47
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Do you remember Mrs Birbaums class selling the moon pies for a quarter...What a fun wy to raise money and learn too!
Yep I remember Mrs Whitney too. And yes those chicken wings hehe (you know what I mean, the same thing some of us are developing at this time in life...it's payback, right?) I remember learning the flutaphone and then finally "graduated" in the recorder....remember that class?
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Ann Prodo Elmer
1980
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Friday, 07/04/2008
02:07:29
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Hi all you Burr Farms Alumni!
Oh the memories! Hi Paula...Yes I do remember driving Mrs Carpenter crazy...Remember her "introducing" herself when she said "I'm apalled" and like a smart ass, I replied "I'm Ann" (still makes me chuckle to remember that) I got in so much trouble...I am so glad you were there laughing with me :)
Yoy know I think Mr Morrison hated everyone! That guy turned me off from math for quite a while...was a bit of a mean fellow when it came to parent meetings too (from what my Mom said) How about his mug...sat on his desk, but if it got tipped, the bathing suit fell off the model...geesh, just try to have stuff like that in a classroom these days, he was a sleeze, no doubt about it!
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Ann Prodo Elmer
1980
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Friday, 07/04/2008
02:07:34
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Some random Burr Farms memories:
Mr. Judell giving us jelly donuts if we could say the pledge of allegiance perfectly. I recall our 6th grade class getting them once or twice!
The top 40 hits being posted on the wall in Burr Farms. I remember seeing "Band on the Run" for some reason...
Meatball Grinders for lunch
Jump rope and four square during recess. Four square sometimes got ugly. Climbing on the ladder-like monkey bars and the boys pulling us off. Stealing strawberries from the adjacent farm. Sledding down the hill on our plastic roll-up sleds.
Mr. Morrison hating me!
Mrs. Fields taking our lunch count in French... I remembered the French way to take lunch count for a LONG time!
Catching tadpoles in the pond next to the school.
Holding on to that darn bar trying to get the Presidential award in gym. Never could make it.
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Debbie Solon Moore
1981
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Tuesday, 06/17/2008
10:06:06
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Hello Paula Phinney and Ann Hill!
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Nancy Blaydes
1981
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Tuesday, 06/17/2008
07:06:49
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Paula- I wrote you a lengthy message but it said you were not signed on with an email address, but if you do, you will get the message waiting for you.
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Ann Hill Mason
1983
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Tuesday, 06/10/2008
07:06:31
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Paula Phinney dear god- It's a note from Ann Hill. Talk about a blast from the past. A fellow Westporter told me about this site and I was just playing around and found your name. Wow, Great times and great memories. All these teachers names! I feel like I'm eight years old again.
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Ann Hill Mason
1983
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Friday, 05/23/2008
02:05:03
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Would you believe that my Dad and I both had Mrs Torno as elementary school teachers...
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Glenn Keith
1980
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Wednesday, 05/21/2008
04:05:58
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Hi everyone; so much fun to see names from the past! Does anyone remember the music teacher -- Mrs. Whitely... she would play "Dance McCabre (sp?!)" orchestral music every Halloween and float around the room pretending to be a ghost?! Several years ago, I was fortunate to be able to play the piece (I STILL(!) play the cello after all these years) with a community orchestra and couldn't get her face / image out of my mind! ;-)
Also, Mr. Rudd -- I loved him (I still break out into a cold sweat if I find myself turing a page of a book anywhere but from the TOP, RIGHT corner)! Does anyone remember how strict he was about "properly turning pages" -- I never forgot it!
What about Mr. Mellilo and Mr. Judell? They were great; I had crushes on both!
Glenn Keith -- I remember you! Probably haven't seen you since elementary school though! Hank MacDonald (who got in touch recently) told me you're doing well, though! :-)
Paula Phinney, I remember your name and I think I remember what you look(ed) like, but I don't remember being in classes with you... so, it's a bit fuzzy!
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Susan Robins
1980
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Wednesday, 05/21/2008
10:05:43
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Hi Paula, I think we grew up togther in Burr Farms.I remember when Mr Rudd used to take the kick ball and kick it so high, you'd lose site of it in the sky. Did it really got that high, or were we just that small.Other great memories, how about bike day, or the 6th grade fair.My fondest memory is whenI was in 5th grade, the 1st and only time ever I got almost straight A's thanks to Miss Founiers teaching, she was a great teacher. My parents sent her a dozen roses they were so thankful... After that it was back to being a "C" student again.
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Glenn Keith
1980
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Tuesday, 05/20/2008
03:05:04
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I have great memories of Burr Farms, was so sad when they tore it down to put in Mcmansions---
Mrs. Hunnsicker, Mr. Rudd, Mrs Bartolme, Miss Carpenter and of course our music teacher, Mrs.Whitely.
Mr Rudd was the best and really taught me to appreciate books and reading, how to find information....
Mrs. Whitely lived around the corner from me and would invite us over at her home to play all her various instruments..I remember her clapping and stamping out E,G,B,D,F with her winged arms swinging with each clap.
Miss Carpenter had no patience and was always yelling, bugged out eyes that were more pronounced by her magnified glasses. My friend Ann Prodo use to drive her nuts!
I love chorus and the Christmas cocerts we did... playing 4 square at recess or playing on the "bar" was always fun. Always hate gym, especially when we had to do the presidential award stuff. And the sixth grade fair...great times!
What a simple time with great memories and teachers.
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Paula Phinney
1980
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Friday, 05/16/2008
12:05:41
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I love the pictures of the class of '74 At Burr Farms! Thanks Susan! I can't believe that I still recognize so many of the faces. I still have those pix and more stashed away somewhere. When I locate them I'll add them to the collection. I have wonderful memories of Burr Farms. Especially Mrs. Birnbaum. She always said that nobody was perfect, and if they thought they were they could "fly out of here." In the same breath she would make some reference to being perfect herself. I also remember her having some sort of locker in her room where she stashed her snacks, adjusted her hair in the mirror and picked lint off her dress. Does anyone else remember that? I also remember her INTENTIONALLY allowing Nancy Bleemer's misspelling of Human Being(human bean) go uncorrected for display at parents' night because she thought it was so cute.
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Margaret Marks
1974
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Tuesday, 04/15/2008
06:14:39
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My best childhood memories go back to growing up in the 1960's while spending 7 years at Burr Farms. My favorite memories were Mrs. Torno's, Mr. Melillo's, Mr. Rudd's, and Mrs. Birmbaum's classes; playing in the field at recess; taking the path through the woods on my bike to school instead taking the bus; and the kids in my homeroom.
Mr. Rudd positively, profoundly and unconsciously shaped my racial attitudes to this very day - because around him I never ever noticed color, just the wonderfully humane man that I got to know and respect in Library class. I was well grounded by this first contact, and since I've never felt any sort of conflicted racial feelings about anyone.
In 5th grade, my best friend's baby sitters was his junior high school older sister and Marilyn. When their boyfrieds came over, we would sneak around the back of his ranch house and enjoy watching and snickering through the bedroom window.
I also fondly remember the books being read to us by our homeroom teachers: Charlotte's Web, The Phantom Tollbooth, Rascal, etc. and the field trips to Mystic Seaport and by train to the United Nations! All in all, I remember feeling secure and mostly good. enjoyable times at Burr Farms and Camp Mohackeno in the summers.
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Scott Rose
1972
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Friday, 03/21/2008
04:49:38
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Do any of you " walkers " remember Hallbrook? I had to walk right thru that place everyday on the way to 3rd, 4th and 5th grade. To this day I have absolutely no idea what was going on behind those barred windows. I can tell you that the rumors passed along to me from my older siblings was anything but comforting. By the way Mr. Rudd became a very successful actor - he goes by the screen name Samuel Jackson.
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Cima Bue
1989
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Friday, 01/25/2008
03:11:44
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After reading the memories posted by others and the teachers' names mentioned, I find I share many of the same wonderwful meories of our "temporary" pre-fab elemenetary school. I too have memories of Mrs. Bierbaum (forgive my spelling errors) and Mr. (Sam) Juddell for 6th grade - did she eventually retire on her Scooter-Pie profits or what? Most important, we all felt that she truly cared about each of us. And Mr. Juddell, what a great man. Mr Rudd will forever be remembered as the best librarian anywhere - I ask you, has any librarian before or since been known to routinely bust out his saxaphone and play it in the library (as I recall a 10' x 10' room at best) for his enthralled 5th grade audience? That man and his side burns was the very definition of cool, Shaft-like funk! Yes, Mr. Metellits had been hit in the ear and deafened on one side by a snowball - I know because I personally violated his no-snowball-throwing rule (2 infractions being the seasonal limit) and was rewarded with 2 weeks of after-school detention! He was not my favorite, but I did recognize him as a human being years later, when I encountered him at Mitchell's. My faovite BF memory - my pals and I "borrowing" some strawberries from the field, and getting chased by the (scary, huge, full-grown) workers right through the playground! C'mon I couldn't have been more than 9 years old!
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Jack Whittle
1981
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Monday, 08/28/2000
17:00:36
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Jeannette Torno -- remembered fondly by her many students -- died Friday, May 12 in Boston after a long illness. Here are some facts from her obituary, which none of us probably knew (then or now): She lived in Westport from 1938 through 1975, prior to moving to Boynton Beach, Fla. and then Boston. She graduated from Fitchburg State Teachers College in 1936 with a BA in education. She taught at Greens Farms Elementary School in the 1930s and early 40s (!), then from the early 40s through 1955 she joined her husband in owning and operating Torno Lumber in Westport. She resumed her teaching career in 1955 at Burr Farms Elementary School (I think this is wrong, since my recollection is the school did not open until 1958), and in 1966 received a masters degree in education from Western Connecticut State University. In 1972 Mrs. Torno received a sabbatical grant from the Westport school system to study the open classroom system in the UK at the University of London. Survivors include two daughters, Lynelle Faircloth of Ridgefield, CT and Diane Burns of Boston, and five grandchildren. Contributions may be sent to the Jeannette G. Torno Music Fund, c/o Greens Farms Elementary School Music Department, 17 Morningside Drive S., Westport, CT 06880.
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Dan Woog
1971
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Monday, 08/28/2000
23:43:22
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Mr. Rudd: "see ya in the funnies", "don't cough, you'll make the books sick"
My fondest memories of Burr Farms(remember it was featured on televisions' U.S. Steel Hour?), have to be second grade with Mrs. Torno. Her enthusiastic piano playing and her unbelievable patience! I remember myself and Debbie Pollack, (who I'm looking for and can't find anywhere), making up all kinds of plays and Mrs. Torno actually allowing us to perform them for the class. She had a great impact on me because she taught me that using my imagination was a fine tool for the future. Then there was Mrs. Frey, I can't remember what grade I had her for, but she used to drive around in MG sports car with the top down in the middle of winter. We used to think she was soo cool and really beautiful. She even gave us her home phone number so we could call her up and just talk! Wonder what ever happened to these teachers? Boy those were the good old days weren't they?
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Marilyn Briggs
1970
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Monday, 08/28/2000
00:47:40
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Mr. Rudd: "see ya in the funnies", "don't cough, you'll make the books sick"
Mr. Rudd, I can still see him smiling and joking. He later was transfered to Staples, what a great man. Mr. Morrison scared me so much I actually transferred to Mrs. Rubin's class. I wish I stayed,he was tough, but a great teacher, I learned a lot from him in hind sight. Mrs. Arenander is still living on my parents road in Westport and is still cutting her own lawn last time I heard. Great art teacher. The music teacher, I always wondered what her hair looked like down. Mrs. Butternut or something close for first grade, reminded me of Carol Burnett for some reason, very funny. Such a shame they put houses there, I remember going there and picking strawberries from the farm behind the school(also houses)...some good memories.
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Michelle Tetrault Sautter
1986
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Monday, 08/28/2000
17:31:46
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Mr. Rudd: "see ya in the funnies", "don't cough, you'll make the books sick"
Mrs. Torno's great piano playing
Mrs. "detention queen" Sokolski (I believe she gave me 3, plus several trips to the office)
Ms. Dinah's fear of snakes (I made a point of bringing in my boa weekly)
Mr. Judell (sp?): "electricity is like Mr. Judell, it's lazy and finds the easiest path"
Mrs. Bierbaum: "I wasn't born yesterday" followed by Billy Schultz's accidentaly audible "that's for sure"
Mrs. Whitely's hair pulling
Mrs. Arenander's fun kiln
The waist-high wall in the playground that the girls sat on
The hollowed out tree stump in the playground where we used to mash our blackberriesBicycle day
The 6th grade fair
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Michael Stamm
1979
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Monday, 08/28/2000
19:23:57
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The principal was Mr. Metelits but he was known as Metal-Tits to us kids. Mr. Rudd was the coolest library person in the history of the world. Mr. Morrison was kind of psycho and he was known for smashing kids into the walls if they got out of line during class changes. Mr. Judell was a great Math teacher. Mrs. Griffith was my English teacher and I really liked her too. (She sings in Choir at St Lukes.) I think Mrs. Rolnick was my Social Studies teacher. And Mr. Dorsey was a really well liked Gym teacher. This was my first year in Westport and it was quite a culture shock coming from Arlington Heights, IL. We had a school fair to raise money for a class trip to Philadelphia's Franklin Museum. We had a great time on the trip although Robert Wakeman left his camera there and one of the Chieppo (pronounced Cheap-O) buses broke down on the way home. I am still in touch with Alix Land and Ron Kaufman from Burr Farms.
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Tom Croarkin
1974
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Monday, 08/28/2000
07:19:46
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Our class was the first to go kindergarten thru 6TH, It was a good class. My vague memories are (sorry if mames or spelling is wrong):
Mr. Lieberman, who tried way too hard. Mr. Metal-tits, such a bad name for a principal. Mrs. Anderson's art class. Coach Dorsey wanting even the boys that had no interest in team sports (me) to act as if it was fun. The Wizard of OZ play in 6th. The 'graduation' dance. The "He's not applying himself" letters and conferences. The JFK day.
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Bruce Fernie
1970
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Monday, 08/28/2000
07:04:37
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Talk about being scared of people -- no one could beat Ed Morrison. One day he was absent, and when he returned he asked how the substitute was. "We had a blast!" I said. "A blast?!" he roared. I did push-ups for the rest of the day -- can you imagine a classroom teacher assigning push-ups as punishment today? I also recall taking boxing classes from Coach Dorsey after school in second grade, in that teeny-tiny tinny gym; Mr. Melillo's Friday-afternoon square dances, which we were supposed to love (ditto the "graduation" square dance with Culver Griffin and the Farm Hands); Miss Fournier reading "The Phantom Toll Booth" (and her exquisite disappointment in me for hanging around with the wrong crowd), and Mrs. Bierbaum casting me as the lead in one of her many plays about Hawaii. Mrs. Bierbaum, interestingly enough, called me on the phone the other day after I wrote a newspaper column about Burr Farms. Talk about a Twilight Zone experience!
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Dan Woog
1971
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Monday, 08/28/2000
17:08:02
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Burr Farms Elementary school has long since been replaced by humongous single-family homes. So it is good to see that people remember Mr. Rudd, Coach Dorsey, Mr. Judell, et al. My favorite Rudd-ism is "For the next ten minutes, we're going to have a quiet hour." Some of these synapses haven't fired in over 25 years, but can I recall Mrs. Glazer, Mrs. Weber, Mrs. Whiteley and the dreaded Whiteley-mobile, Mrs. Aranander, Mrs. Field, and Mrs. Bierbaum.
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Daniel Arovas
1978
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Monday, 08/28/2000
16:03:45
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I remember having Miss Fournier for science. One day, she told us "class is almost over" and unfortunately, I blurted out, "good" and was sent to the office. Miss Carpenter thought I mumbled too much once suggested I get speech therapy. Does anyone remember Miss Leroyd? And yes, Mrs. Birnbaum stands out in my memories.
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Kathy Lanning
1969
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Monday, 08/28/2000
09:13:33
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Who could forget Mr. Rudd's other famous proclamation: "I'm the boss of the applesauce!"
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Scott Green
1988
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Monday, 08/28/2000
22:56:34
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A few contributions to the recent spate of Burr Farms memories: Mr. Rudd: What a great guy! I recall two of his favorite lines: (1) "OK jokes, I mean folks." (2) "Line up to use the strawberry, I mean library." Well, they seemed funny at the time. Mrs. Bierbaum: Her classroom was like a junk food commissary. She would bring in boxes of Scooter Pies and sell them to her students. I always wondered how much she was marking them up. Furthermore, we would all earn points playing a card game called "Spellingo," and we would then trade in the points for candy. I remember a few of us accumulating so many points that we just about wiped her out. At the next candy "sale," she added a couple of zeroes after the number of points needed to purchase each item. And oh, that perfume! Coach Dorsey: Didn't he win the lottery sometime in the 1970s? Mr. Morrison: I never had him, but I have an indelible image in my mind of him mock-surfing, shirtless, to "Jingle Bell Rock" at an assembly in the Cafetorium. Mr. Mellilo: I never had him, either, but will never forget him sucking in helium and talking like a chipmunk before the entire third grade (I believe on a field trip of some kind). Mrs. Field: I had her twice! (Second grade and third grade). She used to march in the Halloween parade wearing a terrifying witch costume, which reinforced many students' impression of her as a frightening woman. But she was, at heart, one of the kindest and most effective teachers I've ever had. One time I was out playing during recess and somebody threw me (unintentionally, I think) into a pile of dog crap. I ran inside and went to the boys' room, where I tried futilely to clean myself off while crying inconsolably. All of a sudden, Mrs. Field stormed in, loudly ordered everybody except me out of the bathroom, and then spent a good fifteen minutes comforting me and making me presentable. My second most embarassing moment in elementary school also involved Mrs. Field. On Friday, as each bus was announced on the loudspeaker, whe would require all of the students taking that bus to line up and bid her farewell before leaving. The girls would kiss her and the boys would shake her hand. One awful Friday, my deep affection for her welled to the surface and, without really meaning to, I kissed her instead of proferring my hand. I don't know how many people noticed, because upon realizing my error, I got out of there as fast as I could. Mrs. Field died about two years ago. My sister, Jill, was her doctor for her last few years. The first time Jill told me Mrs. Field had come in for an examination, I couldn't believe she was still alive. She seemed ancient to me when I was in her class in 1971! Mr. Metellits (sp?): As legend had it, he was deafened in one ear when a snowball hit him as a boy. Consequently, there was no greater crime out in the playground than throwing snowballs. The students gave Mr. Metellits a hard time behind his back, as students are wont to do to principals. But he was actually a wonderful man. During the first week or two of first grade, I missed my bus, and Mr. Metellits found me lost and alone wandering around the front of the school. He drove me home himself in his VW bug. In today's litigious and paranoid environment, Mrs. Field and Mr. Metellits probably would not feel free to engage in such acts of kindness.
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Lewis Grossman
1982
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Monday, 08/28/2000
12:55:17
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Cafetorium is a word that has been going through my mind for the last few days! Try to explain that one to your kids! I remember sitting in it to watch the first space flight.. All those squirming bodies sitting on the floor watching ONE fuzzy black and white TV... I guess it made an impression because I still remember... I remember being in Mr. Mellillo's class in 3rd grade and being afraid of being in Miss Carpenter's the next year! And then came the terror of being in Mr. Morrison's class in 6th... I don't think I squeeked all year! The thought of copying out a WHOLE page of the dictionary was just too much.
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Sabra Martin Bell
1969
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Monday, 08/28/2000
21:58:05
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Just read someone's memory about Burr Farms Elementary, and although I seemed to have "blocked out" a lot of memories from Coleytown and Staples (hmmm, wonder why that might be), the memories from Burr Farms came flooding back. Wow, haven't thought about the word Cafetorium in decades. And the legends of Rudd, Dorsey, Bierbaum (perfume anyone?) -- wow, rich memories. I do remember being "evacuated" from recess one afternoon because there was a horse loose on the playground. I know more memories will come soon. Dan Woog -- I don't think I knew you but I remember your name... thanks for posting the Burr Farms memory. Brought me back. The weirdest though, was bringing my kids to see my elementary school years ago, and it was gone. No foundation, not even a hole in the ground. Talk about trying to wipe out the past!!! Sorry 'bout this stream of conciousness. I've been "shy" about sending in memories, contacting people, etc., but that one really got me.
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Lisa Kaplan Steier
1976
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Monday, 08/28/2000
14:40:36
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At Burr Farms elementary, in 1963, Miss Siebert had a word for each of us that stayed in jail until we found it's meaning. Mine was "tawny". Who had "eerie"? Didn't Ron have "prestidigitator"? Does anyone else remember theirs? How about bluefishing at dawn at Compo?
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Jeff Greenspon
1974
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Monday, 08/28/2000
08:29:00
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