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Changing schools, she became a Mingo forever
PATRICIA A. (GOSS) FLECK
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Chief Logan High School
Class of 1974
I remember September 1968. I absolutely did not want to go to school. It was the frst day of 7th grade and I had been dreading it for months. I had no issue with going to school, it was that school. Chief Logan Jr./Sr. High School.
Ever since my parents bought a lot in Pleasant Acres and started to have our house built in March of ‘68, I knew I would have to switch schools. Prior to building there, we lived in Lewistown Borough and I was a Panther. Now I would have to become a Mingo. No way! (I’m now ashamed to admit the terrible time I gave my parents. I was a brat)!
But as September approached, I knew I had no choice. I was very apprehensive, scared and I’m sure I shed a few tears the morning of the frst day of classes.
What I was most fearful of, was that I wouldn’t make friends, wouldn’t know anyone, wouldn’t be accepted.
That fear lasted less than a week. What I didn’t realize, was that a lot of the other kids didn’t know each other either. We were coming together from several elementary schools; Burnham, Highland, Yeagertown, Decatur and East Derry among others. What I also didn’t realize until years later, was that we would form a very strong