Let's see. I left Berea in 1986 (right before 11th grade) and moved to Virginia with my aunt (my mom thought it would be good to get me away from some of the partying, yeah right!) I fell in love with Prince Charming and was on my way back home once my mom figured out my aunt was not much better! When I got back here in 11th grade, I was really far behind in all subjects. I would have had to take the 11th grade over and then I would have graduated with my brother's class! I couldn't let that happen, so I dropped out and went to cosmotology school. That didn't last long and I got a job traveling around Ohio, Pennsylvania, and New York opening new telemarketing offices. I was back in Ohio by 1988 and although Price Charming was still the love of my life, I was pregnant. So while all of you were having fun, having parties, bonding, preparing for graduation, and having tons of fun, I was planning how to get back to Virginia, get married, and have a baby. I had Alyson a week after you all graduated. (Yeah, I found out price charming was so charming, but about two years later!) I went to secretarial school at Polaris in 1990, got my GED, and got a job with Cleveland Scholarship Programs as an administrative assistant. I moved up to development assistant, and met price charming 2. I continued to move up at work and started classes at Tri-C. By 1993, prince charming 2 moved out and I was continuing my education at B-W. I was full-time work and full-time student -- didn't have for much else. I met my husband (prince charming 3) in 1995 and got married in 1995 (at least I have terrific kids!). Left CSP and B-W. Had Megan in 1996 and went back to school. Graduated from B-W in 1999 -- once again pregnant at graduation (walked for degree in June, Matthew born in October) 2000 Went to work managing mentally retarded group home in Berea! Loved it, hated being on call 24/7, left 2003. Went to work for manufacturing company as person #2 in the accounting department. This is when my dad first started getting sick and I had to do a lot of taking care of him. Left the job in 2004 after my dad's second car accident in one year. Went to work managing Pizza King for about 2 months until I figured out the only people being paid were the delivery drivers (they kept their cash from deliveries). Found out I was pregnant January 2005! At 35!!! How terrible!!! Mason was born (after 36 hours of labor!) by emergency c-section. He was in the NICU for 3 weeks which I thought would kill me! (Luckily I was so drugged, it went by quickly!) I have spent the last 3 years trying not to watch my mother gloat so much because I finally got the child I deserved! (Yeah, I know, he's only 3 1/2!) I have two red-heads and haven't decided who is going to be worse -- Megan or Mason! In November 2007 my father pretty much lost his mind. Although I promised I would never do this, he had to go into nursing home care in January 2008. I also discovered my husband and I were splitting up right after Christmas when I realized I had just invited his mistress over for Christmas dinner! (Yeah, he should receive the husband of the year award!) I had a very difficult few months and was therefore in a much calmer state of mind (yeah Xanax) when my father passed in April. I spend most of my free time now volunteering at church. Oh, yeah, and being a single mom! I spend my days now getting the kids off to school (can't understand why we need a summer vacation!). Emailing, meeting, messing up something at church, and, oh yeah, trying to explain to a 3 1/2 year old why nice boys don't say those words; or why it is ok to put a plug in an outlet, but not keys; or why Red from "That 70's Show" can call Eric a dumbass, but he can't call Matthew that; or, one of my favorites, why it is not a good idea to stand on the stove to put the ice cream in the microwave because he is "ungy" and wanted to cook it himself! (I have tons of them, and this is just with Mason!) Oh, I almost forgot -- trying to tell my daughter Megan that instead of her texting me from her bedroom, I would rather talk to her! I know I missed so much during those last 2 years at Berea, but have really enjoyed looking at all the photo's! (I discovered this website through finding a picture of Shane Scott on myspace. I have to say how thankful I was to find out this was not a recent picture of him! I thought these kids had really taken a toll on me!) Want more details, just send me a message, I occassionally enjoy expanding my vocabulary beyond "I SAID NO!")

I have to say, I am a better, more appreciative person from the life I have lead. (I just really hope my kids don't follow in my footsteps!)

I remember a moped at 14. I remember driving it to Larry Russell's house and all around Berea.

I remember thinking I found the love of my life at 15! I didn't know how I was going to go on after we stopped talking (OMG)!

I hurt the people close to me, you know who you are and I am sorry. I had not yet learned my actions had consequences!

I remember one party in particular at my house during which Bill Netsel (sorry if I spelled it wrong) and Matt Moore (Nate's older brother) were starting to fight in the street. My mother still refers to this as the party with Nutso with the Nunchuks party!

I remember driving my dad's sports car to a party (can't remember whose house). I was 15 and since I didn't want to get in trouble for not having my license, I thought it was a good idea to drive at night with the headlights turned off! OMG!

I remember being in the hospital on my 16th Birthday. It was like a whole week before I could take the test. I made plans that night to go out with friends (think it was Mike Constantine and others) and I failed my test! Can't parrallel park to this day! (As a side note, my brother Mark (1989) drove before he was 16 AND GOT CAUGHT! He had the lights on!)

I remember my best friends at the time, Marky, Rick and Mike Dwyer (RIP)(all from 1989 class). We would do a lot of driving around in my dad's black sports car trying to figure out the best ways to put 4 people in a 2 person sports car!

I remember the 80's Hair! And Mullets!

I remember being a drama queen. I try to forget the rurmors, cliques, and people who hurt me. I try to remember the people I hurt.

I remember going to parties without being invited!

I remember (well not really) drinking so much I got sick and my mother thought I had the flu!

I remember sleepovers (yes at houses, the woods, Fairwood cement tubes)!

I remember football games, cutting school to go out to lunch, and one of my 10th grade, last mod teachers thinking I was at the doctors too much!

I remember wondering why I had to take 10th grade honors biology with all the smart kids! (You know who you are!)

I remember grindstone festivals, county fair, and lots of concerts.

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