School Crossing Guards

I am grateful for school crossing guards.

I fondly remember Mrs. Hill, our Saint Mattew’s elementary school crossing guard. I remember her as being old, almost elderly. She had white hair and she was skinny. She had a smile for us every morning, unless we tried to cross the street without her raising her stop sign for us.

I remember my classmates and I making Get Well cards for her when she got hit by a car. She sacrificed herself many times over the years as she raised her stop sign to stop the cars so we could cross Highway 22, (7^th Street) safely. I think about her whenever I drive by Saint Matthew’s on 7^th Street.