In recognition of October being a time to remember the departed in many cultures, this month's poems are taken from the anthology,Forty Years Ago
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Carol T.
7/6/2020 02:26:12 pm
My grandpa used to recite this poem to me over 50 years ago. He recited it from memory and I too had it memorized at one time. I was so glad to see it published online. Thanks
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Dennis L.
3/27/2021 11:49:20 am
My grandfather recited this to me. He was born in 1888 and educated in a one room school in Indiana. Glad I was able to find it so quickly.
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Stephanie Cooper
1/29/2022 06:48:37 pm
We are from a little small town in WV, I grew up with fond memories of this poem. Each year the annual McGuffy reunion was held. My Grandmother would dress in her finest the hat,the clip on earrings, the petticoat the rougue, as she walked towards the podium and looked among the crowd I can still to this day hear her reading this poem. Her words so carefully pronounced as they echoed through the crowd. She was one of the few responsible for getting the McGuffy readers into this area for the one room school houses and as she recited this poem you could sense of how proud of what she had accomplished
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