Niagara Gazette — Dear Mainland Alumni — Billie Jean Harper. If that doesn’t sound like country, we don’t know Ramblin’ Lou. And prepared to leave her viewing last week, having shaken every familiar hand and hugged every known shoulder, a lad of maybe 14 seized Polly’s arm.
“Thank you for coming,” he said at the doorway, growing into adulthood before our very eyes, a total stranger to us up to this moment, bestowing his blessing on us for having come to pay tribute to his grandmother. We didn’t catch his name, but in welcoming us newcomers he evoked Billie Jean Harper herself.
Hall monitor, she was. Have you EVER heard anything nice said about a high school hall monitor? Aren’t they the butts of jokes from Archie Andrews to Bart Simpson? And yet Billie Jean Harper, who countenanced no sass, was as beloved at Grand Island High as any star athlete or academic over-achiever. She merited a full four minutes on Channel 2 News, and Doug can tell you from experience that not even captains of industry get four minutes on a local newscast when there’s no “supporting video” as they call it.
(Doug once worked with a guy who declined to air a story about the collapse of the Thruway near Utica: “Who cares about some downstate rural road when we’ve got no pictures?”)
Sorry for the digression. Doug’s still working off some grudges. Not so, evidently, for Billie Jean Harper, ambassador without portfolio to 34 years of student bodies. Slight of build, uplifting of voice, she was as likely to say how nice you looked as to hurry you off to class. We heard from people all over the country, and so did Mary Friona, who fashioned that marvelous piece for Ch. 2, surely evoking a tear from even folks who couldn’t find Grand Island on Mapquest.