Many, many thanks to all those who planned and put together our 60th class reunion for Everett High School’s class of ‘52. It was an afternoon of renewing old friendships, talking about the “good ol’ days,” and enjoying a wonderful repast together.
The “mill town” of those golden days of our youth is long gone, and a new Everett has emerged. But, in my mind’s eye, I can still see the stores and cafes — Englishes, the Grand Leader, and Picardy’s, where you could get the best chocolate Coke in town. Not to mention my very favorite establishment, the Spudnut Shop.
At times too, the aroma of the pulp mills, then Everett’s life’s blood, seems to waft up from the bay.
I miss the old Everett, but I’m excited about what the future holds for the new one.
Gloria Martell McClinchy