FROM Mike Kuznitz:
I am sure some of you will remember (how can you ever forget him) good old Buzzer Keane of Roxbury Memorial HS. If you didn't have a tie on, he would rent you one for a nickel from the rack of ties in the front of his room. He taught French and was the baseball coach. I was class of 1957.
DOES ANYONE REMEMBER MRS TIDWELL? SHE WAS AT THE ROBERT TREAT PAINE SCHOOL IN THE EARLY 60'S. SHE WAS THE ONLY BLACK TEACHER AT THE SCHOOL.
When I was in the third or fourth grade, I found a quarter in the school yard. Innocently, I brought it to Mr. Saldarini, the largest authority figure I could find.
For that quarter, I received the memory of a lifetime, as the gentle man proceeded to tell me the story of Diogenes, who searched the streets for an honest man.
All of us who knew him as a teacher have an obligation to tell, and to re-tell, the story of his greatness. We need you now, Mr. Saldarini. We need you very badly.
Mr. Saldarini was my homeroom teacher in 6th grade and I still think of him to this day. He made me a "Future Teacher of America". I think all that did was give me the right to answer the door when the someone rang the bell. But it also made me believe that I was capable of anything.
As Paul Trusten reports: Mr. Saldarini was definitely a terrifying figure. He demanded absolute obedience and expected pupils to be well-prepared with their lessons. He used the term 'rubber-neckers' when we were standing in line and he demanded that we face forward and not turn around.
Unfortunately, my class 6th grade Sept 67-June 68 missed most of his presence that year as he had taken sick and never returned. We had at least 22-26 substitute teachers that year.
They don't make teachers like that anymore.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- No Does anyone remember Miss Rebecca Freeman who taught fourth grade at the sarah Greenwood in the early sixties? She lived alone in a yellow house on Ormond Street in Mattapan and was as ornery as a barefoot centipede on a hot rock. Also, Mr. Kelleher from the Lewenberg. He loved to mess up a dude's hair, thinking it was a good laugh. He taught art. I had him for homeroom '65 or '66. talk to me yall.....
From Stephen Bricker:
Does anyone remember a song (Pauline Agassiz Shaw School 1948-49) to the tune of
Does anybody remember David Rosengard who taught math at Roxbury Memorial in the 1950s?
Looking back, I truly believe the teachers at the Charles H. Taylor School ( 1960's) were anti-Semetic? How about mrs. Quinn?
Bumped into Miss DeAngelis, 9th grade homeroom teacher three years ago; talked with her for an hour, she was so excited to recall the wonderful days at the Patrick T. Campbell. Some tears came down as we ended our conversation. She called me at work later that day to say that it was so great that I remembered her..What a thrill. I hope we all get that chance.
Does anyone remember a teacher named Kane at Boston English High School? He was in charge of the honor patrol. He tried to help me, a failing student, by giving me responsibility on the honor patrol. And they called him, "Killer Kane," too. He was good man.
What information is available regarding the Patrick T. Campbell?
I thought I'd send you a photo of the greatest teacher I ever had. He was also the most terrifying teacher I ever had.
He was my sixth grade teacher, at the Charles Logue School in Mattapan, academic year 1962-1963.
His surname was synonymous with discipline and responsibility, and his visage struck terror in our hearts. But, in looking back, the truth was that he loved us, loved teaching, and loved America.
This Italian American had to have been the Vince Lombardi of public school education. He was a builder of strong citizens and good neighbors. The country could surely benefit from the pages of his syllabus today.



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