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This is a picture of me and my Sunday School class, circa 1981.  Over on the side, way to the left edge of the picture, is the central focus of my post.  Miss Alice. For some reason, this week, my kindergarten teacher (and Sunday School teacher), Miss Alice, has been on my mind.  On the way to work, one morning i found myself in tears, thinking about what it must be like to have watched so many tiny little people, who didn't know a "b" from a "z" when she met them, grow up into adults (who can read), and have children of their own, and become so many different ... well, grown-ups.  There were so many kids who weren't her own, but in whom she invested so much of her time and energy, and i have no doubt, prayers. Miss Alice was not only my teacher. She was also a member of my church, and her husband, my dad's friend.  So, over the years, we've not entirely lost touch.  Recently, Miss Alice, to my delight, became my Facebook friend, and started, a...