Denise Manzer and I were great friends during fifth grade, both in Mrs. Jauhola's class at Campton.
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| Mrs. Jauhola's Fifth Grade, Campton School |
I mostly remember cleaning out the sink in the back of the room, near the lockers. Seems we had a lot of messy art projects in Mrs. J's class. Most of her students would probably remember a long, long project involving papier mache and dinosaurs. But, on to the Carmel House.... Sometimes on Saturdays, after watching SKY KING and ROY ROGERS, I'd go down to Denise Manzer's house on Charles Circle. (Across Banks and only a few houses away since I was on Banks near the corner of Charles.) Denise and I would walk uptown and mosey into the Carmel House. We'd sit at the counter. When the waitress came, one of us would say, “A hot fudge sundae, please." The other girl would say, “I’ll have the same. With a glass of water, please.” Then, first girl, "I'll have a glass of water, too." Our ice cream would come in stemmed tulip-shaped, parfait glasses with whipped cream (Reddi-whip?) and a maraschino cherry on top. Denise and I would plop down a whole quarter - each - to pay for the treats. I'm guessing this ritual lasted for maybe five or six Saturdays. And then… the Silver Bay Malt Shop opened! And I'm talking 'bout the first one, in the Norshor Building... "I'll have a strawberry phosphate, please."
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