Mr. Ourso giving Asa his Kindergarten diploma last May.
We just received the sad news that the elementary principal at the boys' school has passed away. Mr. Ourso was an elderly man who LOVED all kids and my boys LOVED him too. He was always there to give a hug to those who were having a bad day or give a piece of candy out of his pocket to cheer you up. He did this on more than one occassion when Andrew was having trouble adjusting to big school a few years back. He always went out of his way to speak to Luke, always saying the same thing, "He's ready, I bet he can't wait to come to big school." We spoke to him last week leaving the hospital downtown while Luke and I were walking down Main Street. We heard someone toot their horn at us and it was Mr. Ourso. He rolled down his window and told us how he goes to the hospital everyday to eat because it was better for him--referring to the school cafeteria food, I guess. And of course, he spoke sweetly to Luke, always making him feel special. I've heard that he didn't have any close family so I suppose that the students were his family. They affectionately called him, "Mr. Oose" unless you had gotten a paddling from him, maybe you that is not what you called him! After hearing of the news tonight, Jimmy said that just the other day that he told him that he wished that all kids were like our three oldest boys (referring to Noah, Andrew, and Asa only because they were students of him). Wow, that means a lot to us at a time like this. Anyway, he will forever have a place in our heart. Goodbye Mr. Ourso, We Love you!
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