Those of you who went to Sterrett grade School remember Joe. His Dad was a City Policeman and his Mom was a crossing guard. Joe and I were waiting in line in shop class to have our projects checked, when Mr. Ivy called two boys from the back of the shop, who were talking to much, to come forward. Mr. Ivy, the wood shop teacher made the finest wooden paddles and he used them proficently on those boys. This caused Joe to laugh and Mr Ivy said "see if you laugh after this". Joe bent over and received his swats, stood up with tears in his eyes and said "HA HA". This was too much for me and I laughed, But I did not laugh after Mr Ivy Paddled me.
Joe became ill in the eight grade and was hospitalized and receive years of treatments. He was unable to attend school and completed his education with tutors. Joe greeted me at our High School graduation at the Civic Arena and explained that he too was graduating with our class eventhough he was unable to attend classes at T.A..
I was at a salad bar in the mid 80's when Joe came up to me and said your Ed, you probably don't recognize me. Joe told me about his carreer with the FBI where he had graduated first in his class and had got to pick his assignment and that he was married and had children.
Edward Morgan, your comments about Joe Rotter took me back! I remember him well. He sometimes wore white tee shirts and jeans and had a James Dean air about him, even at our young age. He was a good dancer, too. I didn't know that he was too ill to attend school regularly after Sterrett.
I did not know Joe at all and wish I had. Because of your loving tribute, he will be known, if only just a little, by each of us from the TAHS Class of 1967. Thank you, Ed.
Edward Morgan
Those of you who went to Sterrett grade School remember Joe. His Dad was a City Policeman and his Mom was a crossing guard. Joe and I were waiting in line in shop class to have our projects checked, when Mr. Ivy called two boys from the back of the shop, who were talking to much, to come forward. Mr. Ivy, the wood shop teacher made the finest wooden paddles and he used them proficently on those boys. This caused Joe to laugh and Mr Ivy said "see if you laugh after this". Joe bent over and received his swats, stood up with tears in his eyes and said "HA HA". This was too much for me and I laughed, But I did not laugh after Mr Ivy Paddled me.
Joe became ill in the eight grade and was hospitalized and receive years of treatments. He was unable to attend school and completed his education with tutors. Joe greeted me at our High School graduation at the Civic Arena and explained that he too was graduating with our class eventhough he was unable to attend classes at T.A..
I was at a salad bar in the mid 80's when Joe came up to me and said your Ed, you probably don't recognize me. Joe told me about his carreer with the FBI where he had graduated first in his class and had got to pick his assignment and that he was married and had children.
Miss you Joe.
Mary Cohen
Edward Morgan, your comments about Joe Rotter took me back! I remember him well. He sometimes wore white tee shirts and jeans and had a James Dean air about him, even at our young age. He was a good dancer, too. I didn't know that he was too ill to attend school regularly after Sterrett.
Emily Harris
I did not know Joe at all and wish I had. Because of your loving tribute, he will be known, if only just a little, by each of us from the TAHS Class of 1967. Thank you, Ed.