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20 | September/October • 2014 Luxury Apartments in Prime Location The Cottages at Crystal Lake Crystal Dr 401 M c A rt h ur Rd S t acy W eaver D r Cape Fear River Trail Methodist University Public Library T re e T o p D r R a m sey S t WalMart A n d ove r R d Northwood Temple Church Move-In Specials The Cottages at Crystal Lake 319 Idle Wild Drive off MacArthur Road Fayetteville, NC 28311 910.488.7805 www.thecottagesatcrystallake.com Sign your lease today and receive a free membership to the YMCA – childcare included! • Prime Location • Gated Community • Luxury apartments with beautiful amenities! Call today to come see for yourself why The Cottages at Crystal Lake will be perfect for your next home! KEEP Paid for by the Committee for Judge Clark Reaves www.JudgeClarkReaves.com KEEP Paid for by the Committee for Judge Clark Reaves www.JudgeClarkReaves.com ing the talking, while I instinctively ducked my head below the metal beams that supported the once-much-taller breezeway. In a final moment as tour guide, I took him to Mrs. Pick's room, where from her rocking chair she deter- mined that I was squinting and in need in eye glasses. Not only was this room smaller, but also the rocking chair was gone. Upon arriving back at the office, we met Principal Jimmy Mask. He looked differently than he did when his dad was my principal at Horace Sisk Junior High and when his older brother was my high school class mate at Terry Sanford. In his office, I endured my final bout of claustrophobia, while he and Hudson mused that Miss Sue, the principal's mother-in-law, was Hudson's teacher at First School a few years before. Principal and incoming pupil got along famously despite the constricted confines. Mr. Mask told Hudson to hurry back to as- sume his rightful place as a Vanstory Bulldog. Hudson shook the principal's hand to seal the deal, and was smiling as we departed. Out the front door and bearing right by the flag pole, we headed to the truck. Our route took us across the long and narrow front lawn (longer then, it seemed, than now). It was the place where we neighborhood boys played football on weekends. I played occa- sionally, but not at all once Bobby Spicer decided all games henceforth would be tackle. I looked back at the school house that made me. From that vantage point, oddly, it seemed pretty much the same size as 45 years ago. Turning back, I crossed the old imaginary 50 yard line of the football field. We no longer held hands. Hudson was slightly in the lead and skipping. I thought to myself, "A few years from now, I bet everybody here is going to know exactly who I am, because when I went here, I looked just like Hudson does now." CV Bill McFadyen is practically a lifelong Fayetteville resident. From 1966 to 1971, he attended Vanstory Elementary School which, if he cut through Bill Morgan's backyard, was basically right across the street from his house.

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