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JONES TOWNE

MY RECOLLECTIONS OF GROWING UP ARE FOND ONES IN A  PLACE THAT ALLOWED AND FORGAVE YOUTHFUL INDISCRETIONS  WITHOUT BLANKET JUDGEMENTS.  MR. ROSES PREP SCHOOL WAS MY FIRST FORMAL ENCOUNTER  WITH THE WORLD OF LEARNING, ALL PREVIOUS LESSONS WERE  TAUGHT BY MOM AND GRANDMA AND REINFORCED WHEN THE NEED  AROSE.  THE MATRIARCHS RULED WITH UNWAIVERING DISCIPLINE, BUT  TEMPERED IT WITH A LOVE UNMATCHED STILL. GRANDPA HAD A  QUIET DISPOSITION THAT ALMOST NEGATED HIS PRESENCE.  MOST OF THE INHABITANTS WERE DESCENT AND GENUINE  WORKING PEOPLE WHO BEHAVED MORE LIKE CLOSE RELATIVES  IN A LARGE FAMILY.  IN MANY WAYS I DEFINE MYSELF BY THIS PLACE AND THAT  TIME IN MY EVOLUTION. THIS TOWN HAS STAYED WITH ME  THROUGH ALL MY EXPERIENCES AND I HAVE NEVER LEFT. 

Copyright © May 2003 cedric napti walters


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