To the Editor:
The short time I lived in Brazil, Ind., I learned to love the small town.
Therefore, when I wrote this poem, I also wanted to send it to someone living currently there.
I remember The Brazil (Daily) Times.
I've been to Brazil many times. I registered for the draft prior to World War II, while in Brazil. I entered the service from New York City.
I realize the United Brethren Union Church no longer exists. The Wesleyan Church is now at that location.
Jackson Street School no longer exists and Brazil High School has a memorial where the school once existed.
I gave a donation to the memorial.
After World War II, I came back to Brazil for a short while, even working for a while at the American Legion Post No. 2 on South Sherfey Street.
(Editor's Note: The following is a poem written by one-time Brazil resident Lathan H. Frayser)
Brazil High School
Class of 1937
I was a member
Therefore, I remember
Where I lived, school was about a mile away
Some students walked that distance each school day
Weather was of little consequence
After school, there'd be times for play
Leisure -- Time taught us what to do
There were numerous ponds nearby
Children within the neighborhoods
Would swim together, beneath a summer's sky
I visited the United Brethren in Union, Church,
A favored church to me
Located across from Jackson Street School...
Both relevant in my memory
Recalling the past, memories must be
To know how it was, once upon a time
In a distant year from now, today will be
Once ... Upon ... A Time...!
Lathan H. Frayser,