Comments: please add GRADUATION YEAR
Woodlawn Class of '65
Let's see . . . what have I been up to since 1965?
My family moved to Los Angeles the July after graduation. That fall, at a theater near U.C. Santa Barbara, they wouldn't let me into an Ingmar Bergman movie because I was too young. Then came the Sixties in earnest. I grew long hair, wore a safari jacket, saw Eldridge Cleaver speak and the Doors writhe. Read water & electric meters for six months and saved up for . . . Paris!--checking as baggage a Gibson guitar in a cardboard case. After Paris, tried New York for awhile, snippets of grad school. Finally returned to L.A. to help my mother and brother with their difficult lives. Got a teaching credential and a 5th-grade classroom. Inga threw up on her desk my very first day. Supervised a teachers' in-house musical-comedy group for retirement galas and end-of-year luncheons. After a decade in elementary, switched to high school for a couple more, along with Hamlet, Uncle Tom, Godot. Sang "You gotta fight for your right to be tardy." Meanwhile . . . wife, children, bliss. Retired six years ago to read, write, explore. Saw the opera "Thais" last year and read "Being Mortal." Camped in Yosemite despite the plague.
