Sunday was the alumnae family picnic at La Reina. Pictured above are about a dozen of the 81 girls in our graduating class.Note that none of us chose to wear our plaid skirts.
Dearest Mrs. Potts, affectionately referred to as Beep by Amy and me. High school English teacher and phenomenal mentor. She was like a rock star at our alumnae dinner on Saturday night. She was the only faculty who showed up and everyone flocked to her like moths to a flame. An amazing woman.
Amy and me with Mrs. Adams. She was Ms. Joyce when she was my freshman English teacher and JV volleyball coach.
Mr. Hirsch. He's mostly known as La Reina's assistant principal, but he was also my JV softball and varsity volleyball coach and pre-calc, calculus, and driver's ed teacher. One of my funniest memories of him was watching him folding up his long frame and hopping into his little Datsun 280-Z to show us how to pop the clutch.
After the picnic we headed over to the house Amy grew up in. Lily bravely fed Jason some carrots. Amalia politely demurred.
Their new precious puppy Penelope.Amalia got a kick out of Silvie and Penelope.
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