Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Back before good press had a home, I'd go meet with clients.
One of my brides was a teacher, and we would meet in her classroom 
during her planning period.
There was nothing I loved more than witnessing the chaos and euphoria 
of the final bell of the day.  
The mad dash from the confines of the classroom to the freedom of the bus line. 

(photo found here.)

1 comment:

  1. Loved...loved...loved the final bell of the day! Strangely enough...I also loved the first one!