I have never forgotten my dear friend, Debbie. She was always so energetic, enthusiastic and supportive. She was so passionate about those in her life, whether it was friends or family.
At the Friday night Happy Hour at the 30th reunion, I ran into Sam Atwood. Sam and I were in Mr. Nock's General Math class for the whole of 8th grade at Samuel Ogle Jr High. I thought of Debbie when I was reminding Sam of something goofy I did one time. There was a group of us who sat in the back of the class towards the left side who managed to have a lot of laughs while learning (or trying to learn the math at hand). Debbie was the only girl who sat in our area who really spoke with us and joined the low-key verbal bedlam that I, Steve Reyes, Sam, and Eric Goodman perpetrated on a daily basis. I first became friends with Debbie from that class and I got to know her outside of class from, among other things, seeing her with one of my locker-neighbors, Sophia Matalik, who was her best friend (and vice versa). Debbie and I also shared Drivers Ed in 10th grade (and her friend Sophia was also in that class because I recall Sophia and I were in the same car - it was done alphabetically). It's still a shocking thing to me that she's been gone for 30 years. She was bright, funny, opinionated, passionate, sensitive, caring, etc. Our birthdays were 2 days apart (both of us Aries) so we had an extra 'simpatico' thing happening. She was never dull, and if she was around now, she'd be even more interesting and funny. She'd totally understand and appreciate the sentimentality that we all have to varying degrees. . .but she'd also find a lot of humor in it as well.
Debbie Sofield (Maynard)
I have never forgotten my dear friend, Debbie. She was always so energetic, enthusiastic and supportive. She was so passionate about those in her life, whether it was friends or family.Todd Mars
At the Friday night Happy Hour at the 30th reunion, I ran into Sam Atwood. Sam and I were in Mr. Nock's General Math class for the whole of 8th grade at Samuel Ogle Jr High. I thought of Debbie when I was reminding Sam of something goofy I did one time. There was a group of us who sat in the back of the class towards the left side who managed to have a lot of laughs while learning (or trying to learn the math at hand). Debbie was the only girl who sat in our area who really spoke with us and joined the low-key verbal bedlam that I, Steve Reyes, Sam, and Eric Goodman perpetrated on a daily basis. I first became friends with Debbie from that class and I got to know her outside of class from, among other things, seeing her with one of my locker-neighbors, Sophia Matalik, who was her best friend (and vice versa). Debbie and I also shared Drivers Ed in 10th grade (and her friend Sophia was also in that class because I recall Sophia and I were in the same car - it was done alphabetically). It's still a shocking thing to me that she's been gone for 30 years. She was bright, funny, opinionated, passionate, sensitive, caring, etc. Our birthdays were 2 days apart (both of us Aries) so we had an extra 'simpatico' thing happening. She was never dull, and if she was around now, she'd be even more interesting and funny. She'd totally understand and appreciate the sentimentality that we all have to varying degrees. . .but she'd also find a lot of humor in it as well.