I never had a class ring. I never saw something so brilliant and perfect. I couldn't help but admire its brilliance and beauty . It was brilliant gold with almost some sort of brilliant gold stone that shines so much it was something I had never seen or possessed in my life. I think the class ring represents dad and I never worried about class status or anything like that to gain our self importance. We didn't need material things to know that.
I do have a copy of the birth certificate and Dad told me I was born in a Catholic hospital and delivered by nuns. He said they were so strict that they wouldn't let him in to see me, but he politely disregarded their rules based on the over riding rule, that he had a right to be there.
What happened when I was 5. That is a good one. We were living on the ole Clemens place and I was in kindergarten. We lived in the rural part of the country. I had walked out to the school bus, the driver opened those doors and I stepped up a couple of the steps and was facing him in the driver seat. He asked me, where are you going. I said I am going to school. He responded, how old are you. I said 5 and held up my hand with 5 fingers.
He said you need to wait another year until you are 6.
but actually I now remember I was not old enough to be on school bus, so my parents must have been driving me to the kindergarten building. It was an old odd building that used to be used for a feed store for livestock or something back in the pioneer days. It was an ancient building.
I was a country kid and something happened there. I had peed my pants and was hiding behind a door. I think everyone else was having some event or drinking kool aid or cookies. I could hear all of them searching for me. When they finally found me it was like an entire crowd was laughing hysterically at me. There he is, we found him, and he has peed his pants. vivid memory for 5.
I think that may have been my last day of kindergarten.
At 5 also a lot of other things happened.
The weird thing is..when I was watching the news yesterday it said, Gold raised by 5.90 an ounce.
So, I am still wondering about all of it, if I will die at 59, if I will hit the lottery, if it was a kind way of saying why I always had certain fears as I grew older.
Also, I remember my parents were married on Halloween almost 59 years ago. I don't believe it was 59 though. I am 54, my sister is 56. I don't know when they started dating or what year they were married.
The class of 59 gets a gold ring. I remember in the dream, do you understand what I am saying. but as usual, I was too busy talking or saying what is it. He actually said something that was too deep for me to discern. i feel like I either block it out or I am not able to understand very in depth concepts sometimes and just pass them by.
We had a very deep and close relationship. It has to be based on me not understanding something he tried to share.