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The Goddess of Serendipity and the World’s Largest Fountain

If there was a Goddess of Serendipity it would have to be my fourth grade teacher. We have been writing back and forth for some time now, and got the opportunity to meet here in sunny Arizona. It was amazing to see her again, just as lively and gracious I as I remember her – still concerned with teaching, still remembering the students from all her classes and the teachers she worked beside. I was in love with her and crushed when she married someone else. In those days students didn’t have a chance with their teachers, unlike the schools of today where that line has been crossed several times.

It was a wonderful visit, her husband and I had quite a bit in common, I have long since forgiven him for stealing my love away. The pair has such energy such a love of life it was a joy to spend the afternoon with them. I hated to see it end, but Mrs. Phos and I were tuckered – of course my former teacher and her husband were going out dancing after we left. More power to them. This was possibly one of the best visits I have had, and hope the journey back here next year.

Oh, almost forgot, the world’s largest fountain – it was near the rooms my teacher and her husband rent. I feel the fountain is a tad arrogant considering we are in the desert and the city is constantly whining about lawn watering, but builders and developers runt he state so excess and avarice are the watchwords of our state – and now, after this past referendum, they have to be in English.