By Monica Alonzo
By Stephen Lemons
By Jason P. Woodbury
By Dulce Paloma Baltazar Pedraza
By Ray Stern
By Pete Kotz
By Monica Alonzo
By New Times
While the ambiance at first glance seems to be somewhat swanky, once inside you realize just how unoriginal the place is. As far as the food, the quality was terrible, and it tasted like it had been prepared at Dos Gringos and just carried across the street. And finally, to add insult to injury, the prices are definitely higher than they should be.
Please keep up this style of writing -- there are many more overrated places that deserve an article like this written about them!
Name withheld by request
A Life Remembered
One of a kind: This is to thank you for your story about my friend and colleague Ginger Lee ("Gone But Not Forgotten," Paul Rubin, December 16). One of our students brought it to school today. It was my privilege to have her teach my children and then teach alongside her at Griffith School until the time of her unfortunate passing. She was truly one of a kind.
My son happened to be in her class when she died. It was thought at that time that he had a learning disability. I asked Ginger if she would take him in her class and help him. This she did, and he has since graduated in the top 2 percent of his high school class, and is pursuing an accounting degree. He feels one of his greatest accomplishments was to be awarded the "Ginger Lee Memorial Award" upon graduating from eighth grade.
Things at that time were difficult financially for me and my large family. Ginger always saw to it that my son had a dollar in his pocket for a bake sale or a book fair. She would stop me in the parking lot and show me some used clothing she had from her nieces and nephews that she thought we might use. I accepted gratefully, only to find out later that she had bought them new herself. She had missed a sales tag or two by mistake.
Ginger had a genuine love for others, and it showed in everything she did. She coached girls' volleyball at Griffith and was very close to her students and well-respected by all staff members. I never heard a disrespectful word escape her tongue. She served quietly but with power, love, dignity and a conviction to higher goals. Her picture hangs in many of the classrooms of those who knew her as a reminder of all that is good in the teaching profession.
Thank you for dedicating a page in New Times to her memory. The article evoked good memories. It was wonderful to read positive remarks in print about a beloved colleague.
Marva Egnewl, via the Internet
A graceful tribute: I knew Ginger Lee; she was my wife's cousin. I remember having lunch with her when I was newly married into the family. Ginger was very warm and cordial and made me feel welcome. On the sad day of the funeral, people came up to speak about Ginger, and I will forever remember the young student who came forward to tell how she had helped him. He was wearing a white shirt and a tie that a grown-up must have lent him, because the shirt was much too big for his slight frame and the tie was knotted and hung inches below where it should.