Somewhere Near the End

Roses Are Red

When I "graduated" from Colfax Elementary School, there was no Facebook. There were autograph books. Remember them? Mine had a red fake-leather cover. People who weren't even my friends wrote in it.

Although I haven't seen that autograph book in decades, it came to mind the other day. There was one entry I'll never forget. It went like this:

"Roses are red, violets are blue

The rain on the roof

Reminds me of you


It was written by Jason, my across-the-street neighbor and fellow elementary school graduate, and it reflected sixth grade boys' sense of humor at the time. Jason went on to become a very successful sports lawyer and when our paths crossed briefly several years ago, we had a great evening talking about the old neighborhood.

But only I still remembered the "Drip…Drip".


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I want to say we have autograph books and "Roses are red, violets are blue" in this part of the world, during my primary school graduation in the 90s too.
This made me grin. It's real interesting, the bits of stories we remember about people :)

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