I recall vivid memories about Jean; mainly elementry from school days. She invited me over to her house a time or two. I saw how 'the other half' lived...very middle class in the Highland Hills neighborhood. Hard working. Her mother was a small, dainty and pretty lady, as Jean was and would also follow suite. Mrs. Ball was a business woman, or so I inferred...wore beautiful business suites to work. Jean felt nothing of going out on the back patio in her slip or PJs to feed the pet cat/dog. So, that's what I do now -- when I can get away with it. A great free feeling. In the 6th grade she showed me a mysterious note she received from an admirer...a puzzle. I figured it out and told her who it was. She was delighted. I don't know what became of that 'relationship', though. Yes, I do... I remember watching her sing, once. She enjoyed it and took it seriously. I've often wondered if she developed that skill.
I also recall that she and Trudy Nobis, another tiny little girl, ran around together. I wonder if they remained life-long friends. [I've thought about Trudy often and hoped to see her at a reunion.]
Your friends and family miss you, Jean. I remember you. You made an impression. Cristin Wells Hines
Cristin Wells (Hines)
I recall vivid memories about Jean; mainly elementry from school days.She invited me over to her house a time or two. I saw how 'the other half' lived...very middle class in the Highland Hills neighborhood. Hard working. Her mother was a small, dainty and pretty lady, as Jean was and would also follow suite. Mrs. Ball was a business woman, or so I inferred...wore beautiful business suites to work.
Jean felt nothing of going out on the back patio in her slip or PJs to feed the pet cat/dog. So, that's what I do now -- when I can get away with it. A great free feeling.
In the 6th grade she showed me a mysterious note she received from an admirer...a puzzle. I figured it out and told her who it was. She was delighted. I don't know what became of that 'relationship', though. Yes, I do...
I remember watching her sing, once. She enjoyed it and took it seriously. I've often wondered if she developed that skill.
I also recall that she and Trudy Nobis, another tiny little girl, ran around together. I wonder if they remained life-long friends. [I've thought about Trudy often and hoped to see her at a reunion.]
Your friends and family miss you, Jean.
I remember you. You made an impression.
Cristin Wells Hines