Ruth McCombs Smith

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I got married in 1989 and have 2 great teenagers. Our son, Damyn, is 19 and a freshman at OSU-IT in Olmugee. He took computer networking classes at Tulsa Tech while in high school and is now working on his bachelors... Information Assurance and Forensics. Our daughter is an active 16 year-old. She plays on the varsity volleyball team at Berryhill High School and runs track. She plans to go to OU and get a masters in physical therapy. My 3rd kid is my son's girlfriend of 3 years, Alannah. She is a senior at Berryhill high school and I love her as if she were one of my own.

We live just north of Sapulpa in the Pretty Water area. We bought 10 acres out there in 1993 and I've adjusted well to becoming a "country girl". We raise fallow deer on our property.

Jeff and I have worked together building several businesses. We are perpetually self-employed. In our first 2 years together we ran a carpet cleaning business. Then for a few years we had a lawn and landscape company. Then in 2000 we got into real estate. We were with Keller Williams for 2 years then Jeff obtained a broker's license and we opened our own company. We still sell real estate but also have a grout restoration business, too. The only classmate I'm still in touch with is Diana Tucker (well, Johnson). She was in my wedding and with my when I had Damyn and I was in her wedding even though I was DAYS away from delivering my daughter.

HEE HEE... Yeah, read Diana's! I was right beside her in programming (or was in Calculus?) when she called MR. Harden MR. HARD-ON! That was hilarious. Wade was there too...remember that?


Senior year I was stuck with sophomores in Home ec II because I needed a blow off class. I was in a group with my sister and her stoner friends (ah...good times). They made pot brownies and put them in the teachers lounge (how could they afford that!?!?). Then they made and X-lax cake and gave it to Mrs. Flowers!

Then there was drama class...Mrs.....was is Banks? Man, she was wierd. McCall would remember!

Oh, and French class with Mrs. Killian(is that right?) with her unshaved legs and hose with sandals that were too small with her long toenails bustin' through!! HAHA, she got Ange confused with another student in a different class with a bladder problem and let her leave the classroom whenever she wanted.

Remember Biology? If we got Mr. Webb in involved in debating about stuff (like evolution/creation) he'd take up the whole hour and we wouldn't have work.