Memorial Day
By Harvey H. (“Hardy”) Jackson On Memorial Day I think of Max Gillis. I never met him. All I have is the picture in an old copy of Clarkala, the yearbook published by Clarke County High School. There he is. Forever young, handsome, dark wavy hair, looking out at the world of 1931 with all the confidence of an about-to-graduate senior. Under his name they listed his accomplishments. “President of…