Tommy W. Drogemuller

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I met my wife while I was working at Baskin Robbins in mall (I know, "dork": I wanted to work mall hours to party weekend evenings, confirm story with Ron Drebing). 20 years and 4 kids later, now I work as an independent snowplowing contractor called Avalanche Enterprises Inc. throughout the winters, and I run a small excavating company as a Local 150 Operating Engineer in the summers. I live about 4 whole miles from my childhood house in Homer Glen, ranch house with a pond on 5 acres. I also play 12" softball 2 nights a week (team name "Avalanche") out of Frankfort Square(always looking for a good power hitter but please no slackers). My life has been described to me as: as old fashion as you can get. I humbly consider myself to be very lucky in life. In case you were wondering, my bufont hairdoo has been removed (ha ha). I have now worn it fashionably bald since about 2001. I couldn't live with a horseshoe. Sorry again ladies.

All of you should remember this. Ron Drebing and I stopped at the McDonalds on LaGrange Ave. on the day of our High School Graduation. They had a promotion to give away blow up beach balls. So we bought about ten of them to keep us occuppied during the boring parts of the ceremony. I remember laughing our a--es off as we hid the beach balls under our gowns as we were blowing them up. Most of you know the rest of the story except for the part where Sutor tried to discipline us by holding on to our diplomas for 2 extra weeks. Ron and I just laughed as Sutor gave us a life story on how to act appropriately in society and so on, knowing he had no choice but to give us our diplomas no matter what.