tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933982574370506108.post3830704540686468594..comments2024-03-28T04:54:20.979-05:00Comments on Poetry & Popular Culture: Back to School with Anne CampbellMike Chasarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00272500491569722314noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933982574370506108.post-36618045807645797982019-12-18T12:18:34.284-06:002019-12-18T12:18:34.284-06:00It's nice to read this article for me. I am to...It's nice to <a href="https://writemypaper4me.org/blog/research-papers-writing" rel="nofollow">read</a> this article for me. I am too old for school but I enjoy reading your posts.Jim Rhodeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16023517845481550389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933982574370506108.post-4354389670422559182015-04-23T15:19:10.965-05:002015-04-23T15:19:10.965-05:00i was friends with annes grand daughters we went t...i was friends with annes grand daughters we went to<br />high school together in birmingham mich.<br />anne would come over to visit the family at their old <br />remodeled farm house on fourteen mile rd they<br />had a long driveway which lead to the back of the <br />house and a a swimming pool.<br />anne lived down in detroit on boston blvd. in a large home and the library was her main room with windows looking out at the back garden.she had<br />a dotson that kept her company .her son george stark<br />married an artist her name was peggy and they had three girls george was a manufactures rep<br />and loved to play golf at oakland hills golf club<br />where he was a member.<br />friend to the family bobsestok@gmail.com<br />best to buzzy and kitty and jennyAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11643805064324409209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3933982574370506108.post-91995828445144880302014-12-26T13:48:07.154-06:002014-12-26T13:48:07.154-06:00My mom was a patient in a long term care hospital ...My mom was a patient in a long term care hospital in Detroit MI in the 1930's. Anne would come visit the school often. My mom is 85 and house bound. Her favorite story of her childhood is about Anne. Anne wrote a poem about my mom and it was published in the Detroit paper. It had lines about.. If I were a sculpture .... I would trace your soft lines.... patience on a frame.... My sister has the complete poem but it brings joy to my mom for me to write this. My moms name was Margaret Mary Nieman. This is written by her daughter Janette Lawson (jetsu416@gmail.com)Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06271176441549527844noreply@blogger.com