My first grade teacher died

Apparently she fell - if she hadn’t died she would have been paralyzed.
Not sure if I would call her my favorite, but she definitely ranked highly.
Her daughter and my sister were/are close friends, and her husband was our insurance agent - so we knew the family outside of school (my mom also worked in the school system for a while). She was 85.

Earlier this year my HS computers/physics teacher (who was one of my favorites) died. (he was about the same age - taught most if not all my older siblings)

I don’t live in my home town - one good thing about facebook is I hear about these things (though I would have heard about my first grade teacher anyway)

Brian

My favorite teacher, sixth grade, is still alive.

I had two second grade teachers(we moved). Both are gone, but I really liked the first and was put off by the second one.

Those are the only grade school teachers I know about.

My grade 1 teacher (a year after I started in prep) died when I was still in her class. She was incinerated in a VW that was rear-ended on a nearby highway.

My prep teacher is long gone, she was ancient when I was a kid (and I’m 55 now) and as far as I can tell, all my other teachers have dropped off the mortal coil too.

Oh, except for the Outdoors Ed Teacher in high school. He’s still trucking on, and damn him that he looks EXACTLY the same as he did back in the 1970’s. Bastard.

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Last year, three of my teachers from high school died.

So did four of my friends from high school. We former students are were all around 45 y/o, so it feels totally wrong for us to go. (Two heart attacks, two cases of cancer. Damn.)

When my father was still alive, he sent me a clipping from the hometown newspaper. I don’t even remember what it was about, but on the other side and unbeknownst to him just happened to be the obituary for my third-grade teacher in the 1960s. This was in the 1990s that he sent this. She was already old in the '60s.

Sometimes I’ll think of old teachers and google them just to see, the ones whose names I can remember. Just a couple of weeks ago I thought of my old band teacher in junior high. I played the cornet and was absolutely terrible at it. But the teacher was a pretty cool guy, and he tried his best. I was sad to see he died I think it was three years ago from cancer.

My first grade teacher died.

Or, I suppose she must have. She would be about 120 now if she hadn’t.

I’d check up on some of my favorite teachers, but in most cases I don’t remember, or never knew, their first names.

Over the seven years I was at my High School (it started from what you’d call middle school, age 11 to 17) six different teachers died. And a few pupils.

So it’s no surprise to me when I hear any of my teachers have died since then. In fact I’m surprised when some turn out to still be alive*.

*Or still be at the same school thirty years later

I found out my (very memorable) high school typing teacher was murdered by a prostitute he met on Backpage last year. That was different.

My first grade teacher is fine, though, and still teaching at the grammar school I went to oh, I guess it’s 34 years ago now?