Kay was always "Kay" to me, not Mrs. Norgaard. Even as a little boy it was Kay to me. I'm not sure why, but I know Mrs. Norgaard was Grandma Norgaard who lived next to us also.
It sounds a little disrespectful, but I don't ever remember being reprimanded for it, nor do I remember Kay ever complaining about it.
So Kay was always Kay to me.
Fond memory,.
I believe in my heart, based on Kay's testimony, life and what she taught in our Sunday school class at Iron Creek Community Church, she is in heaven.
Funny memory.
As I mentioned, Kay was Sunday school teacher, and taught my fourth grade class. One Sunday the lesson was in the Old Testament of the Bible, and covering some of the Mosaic Laws.
I had to be the one to ask, "what is circumcision"? i.e. one of the laws mentioned in class.
Kay with wide eyes and in her unapologetic tone said; well Bill it's like this, and then proceeded to tell the fourth grade class about the circumcision process.
We always had a few neighborhood moms, Kay was one of them.
The neighborhood Moms always seemed to know how long it took, the boys, to walk from one home to the other, and that was prior to cell phones.