A Gift from Poet Sharon Auberle and a Remembrance by Arlene Seppelt
Art Work and Poem by Sharon Auberle: Sharon is a friend who lives in Door County, a peninsula in Northern Wisconsin that juts into Lake Michigan. She is an accomplished poet, artist and photographer with a deep appreciation of nature and the human spirit. I hope you will visit her blog which displays many of her beautiful pictures and poems, one of each below. For ACHS Alumni see also short funny story from Arlene Seppelt about Randy Seppelt’s famous game winning TD against Roselle Park.
Twelve Wishes for the New Year
In January, I wish for you black velvet skies
and a million dazzling stars.
In February, may you walk beneath them,
a loved one’s hand in yours.
For March, let fresh winds bluster
through you, clearing out the old,
and may April’s halo of tender leaves
inspire you to new growth.
A dance ‘round a Maypole
is my wish for you in Spring,
and fields of June blossoms to nap in.
July, may you know a quiet cove,
and endless hours to dream there.
For August, I wish you blue lakes to sail on,
September, fiesta days
of orange, red and gold.
In October, may that harvest moon
paint your nights with light,
and the soft snows of November
enfold you in stillness.
At last comes dark December,
and my wish for you then, and
always, is peace…
Sharon Auberle, 2010
Remembering Roselle Ram Randy’s Riotous Rival-Routing Recovery and Run
Arlene Seppelt (ACHS 61) submitted this remembrance: It was so great reading your article (Thanksgiving Post). It brought back so many wonderful memories of ACHS and the Class of 1961. I would like to add a bit of humor to your article. Randy Seppelt and I have been married 45 years and we still tell the story of the 1960 Thanksgiving football game against Roselle Park (our forever rivals). Randy, being one of the bigger players, was a tackle. Early in the 4th quarter, Sylvester Land tackled the Roselle Park quarterback who fumbled the football. Randy picked it up and ran (as fast as a tackle could run!!)25 yards to make the last tounchdown of the game (26-0). He was given the game ball signed by all the athletes and coaches and to this day it remains on his dresser. I was showing my grandson Erik (aged 9) his grandfather’s prized football which by now had reached the petrified stage. My grandson said “that’s not a real football, it’s wood!” We are in the planning stages of our 50th year class reunion. Look for info to be coming.