Principal Jane, God bless her, was intent on Making A Contribution. She was a serious gal, on a serious mission to Reform Urban Education. What would you do if you were queen for a day? Principal Jane would Improve Student Achievement and ensure that her fifth graders went on to decent middle schools, knowing how to read and write and think for themselves. Principal Jane worked her ASS off to that end. She got up early, worked late, and collapsed in front of the TV, totally drained, at the end of each day.
In a slightly different vein. As I look at the picture, I recall fondly that Principal Jane was the kind of gal who:
Combed her blow-dried hair at least one or two times a day.
Wouldn't be caught dead (much less alive) wearing barrettes.
Paid $200 every eight weeks to get her hair cut and colored. (Check out those highlights!)
Put on make-up before she left the house - at least mascara and a little eyeliner and some lipstick.
Wore different clothes every single day - mostly suits, with stockings and high heels.
Rest In Peace, Principal Jane.