Kathy Loveless Marker

I doubled up on classes during senior year, to graduate mid year, in Jan; I wanted to be age 17 when I went to college (wouldn't do it again; I missed out on bonding more with classmates, especially since I didn't move to Burley until 9th grade).
Went to CSI Jan 1976, came back and did graduation ceremony with classmates in May.
Had deaf friends at school and graduated in education field CSI 1978.
Changed majors at ISU from Elem Ed then to Speech and Hearing, to be around deaf. Still not what I wanted. 1980 I dropped out, got married, had twins.
1984 got divorced from the druggie in Boise, moved back to Pocatello, worked 2 jobs for several years (waitressing plus custodial work, then waitressing and being a league coordinator) while I went back to school with new Teaching the Deaf program at ISU. It required double majoring with Special Ed.
1988 graduated with Deaf Ed/Special Ed degree. Had to get a job in Price, UT to use both degrees, as a teacher in a resource room and taught a deaf boy 1 year. Deaf boy moved, so did resource room since then. 1993 my school closed down, so we moved our new family (David was 3 months old, Katie age 2) to Bennington/Montpelier (Bear Lake County), ID, while I taught at Georgetown Elem. Frank worked construction jobs (he had been in Air Force 12 years before we met, then was a reservist for 8 years). He's a great handyman.
1997 we moved back to Burley (I didn't want to teach high school resource kids in the afternoons, 10 miles away from elementary school), and have loved it. Working at White Pine (4th-6th grade students there) School, which was only about 3 years old when we moved here. Frank worked at Juvenile Detention Center few years, but has been a guard at the Sugar Factory since then.

I have taught Girl Scouts for about 21 years, Cub Scouts on and off for both generations of boys and then again when I was about 50 yrs old for a few years, was on the Board of the local Burley Youth baseball teams (BABA) for about 5 years, and keep busy with callings at church.
I tried for a few years to start a new familly business with skating (using the old skates and supplies from the old business in Burley), board games, basketball/volleyball, dancing to different music on different nights, etc. Had a 50 page business plan, licensed the business, and was very close to opening it, then ran out of money. Still want to do that someday.
I've been in a few multi-level businesses over the years (Melaleuca, a cleaning business, then TEAM, USANA, and Wake Up Now. No more for me... I changed to writing for kids when I found out publishers have their own illustrators. As of January 2016 I have a picture book being processed for publishing in the fall ("Stop Those Hiccups"), and am doing the final edit to a young reader's novel (Taylee's Job) that I will submit to publishers soon.

I loved being in the Pep Club with Terry Draper and sometimes Mary DeNaughel. Terry and I did cartwheels down the halls one day.
I remember going to a few games with JuleAnn Bench. One time I was driving home from a game in Minico, along with a line of other cars, when someone motioned to me that I needed to turn on my car lights. We were almost to Burley, but there were so many cars that I had been using their light to drive. I learned the games of football as I watched our HS games, but loved the excitement of the basketball games even more; especially the Minico games.

I remember hearing that some kids had put a toilet at the intersection by the police station one time.

It was fun to watch the Donkey basketball games.

Seminary had fun activities; I remember a BBQ at Shoshone Falls was really nice. I had a crush on Ron Ramsey, so I would give him a small wrapped piece of candy every day. At the end of that year he wrote in my yearbook: "Thanks for the 101 pieces of candy." That made me feel special!

My favorite teacher was Mr. Hanks for science. He made it fun! He would get a big bag of small candies every week (maybe Thursdays) and ask a question from the test we would have the next day. Whoever raised their hand and said the answer first had a piece of candy thrown at them. We were able to take the test home to study, and had good grades on them the next day. He also had interactive lessons that we looked forward to. When we were learning the function of the cell parts, he had us sit in a circle. One person was 'it' with a rolled up newspaper. It would say a part or function, and the person who matched that (the function or part it said) had to stand up and say what they were before it bonked that person on the head and became it. Or something like that. Then we were all out on the field with different colors of flags tucked inside our belt holes for pants or something, as we learned survival of the fittest by running around and grabbing flags of all the colors except for our own. The last color standing was the fittest.

I remember the art teacher's advice of how to proportion face parts, and how to make better posters by not using yellow lettering, and to make the top and bottom curves of the round letters like O and C before filling in the middle part of the letter.

In speech, I remember memorizing the poem: Gesepi the barber was greater for mash, he gotta the biggest and brightest mustache. The girls...he has plenty good cash! (but the girls ignored him anyway). I also remember that I had a big yellow poster board that had parts of my speech on it to share, but I turned it around toward the wall until I got to that part. The teacher said that it was a good idea to use the bright board to do that, since she was curious (and thought the others were too) about what was on the other side of that bright board, until I turned it around. Oh, yeah...that was part of the plan. (not). haha

During the first year that I lived in Burley, we lived with my Grandma (Lucy Loveless) 3 miles west of town, by Ore Ida. We had just moved there from Calif and I hated it! We were surrounded by cows and potato plants and weren't old enough to drive to town yet. But when I found out that we could ride a school bus and fly in the air when we went over canal banks, etc, it wasn't so bad after all.