20 years and all the talk of a reunion has made me a little nostalgic. My life could not be better. I have more than I could ever ask for and been blessed with two fine sons. I have grown up with no enemies and no ill will to a single person except Steve Spurrier.

After graduation, I went to Georgia, of course. I worked for Camelot Music in Athens and wound up managing a store in Atlanta after college graduation. After a few things, like a tornado hitting the duplex I shared with Travis Williams, I ran back to Augusta. I wound up running into Elizabeth Wilkinson who brought focus to my life. (Whoever thought I would marry the prettiest girl in school? Especially me! Go figure) I worked for First Union Bank and then Wachovia for a total of about 8 years and then wound up working for a pharmaceutical company in sales for 7 years. Then, about 6 months ago I got a call from an old banking cohort and he asked me to come back to banking with a local company. Eventually, the decision was made to come back to banking where I serve as VP of Private Banking. My office is at the old Enterprise Mill downtown. I LOVE IT! I am the current President of the Augusta Bulldog and Alumni Club and I sit of the Board of the Augusta Chapter of the UGA National Alumni Association. With these duties, I am charged to help run an organization dedicated to raising money for local children's charities as well as the UGA Chapter of the Fellowship of Christian Athletes. I guess I will always be here in Augusta. The more I travelled with the pharma job, the more I realized I don't fit anywhere more than 90 miles from Athens. I still have most of the same best friends I always had. A few memorable names outside our own class are Kelly Gallup, David Henslee (who works for Hendrick Motorsports-I'M SO PROUD!), Brian Scheyer, Tim Milton, Landry Townsend, and Brian Stock. I still keep tabs on Travis, Jeff McMillan, Neil Revelle (all of whom I deeply miss being here) and several others. I really hope David Ridener shows himself. I had a great high school life and I still love everybody. We came up in great times, did we not? I would not trade having been a teen in the 80s for all the money in the world.

Hiding Travis William's restored '67 Camaro from him at the lake in the dark.

Skipping school across the street from my house at Jeff McMillan's and dancing in the window while my mother swept the front porch.

David Ridener passing people on the shoulder of I-20...expressionless.

The sacrifice of the elephant at Niel Revelle's house. ("Don't Ever Trust The Needle...IT LIES!")

Daring Dwight Johnson to get out the car and walk two blocks down on East Boundary.

Joey Williams lighting his pants on fire and running into the lake.

Telling Betsy Wahl that she was surrounded by jellyfish after falling off of a jetski at Myrtle Beach.

"The Fight" at Stephen Baynhams.

UGA freshman oreintation with Stephen Baynham. Did we even go to the actual orientation??

Halloween nights in West Lake...HAR, HAR!!!

Paying vagrants to buy us beer.

Little Axl Rose at the liqour store at the lake. Yeah...we were old enough!

Dave Ridener's futile attempt to smoke an entire carton of cigarettes before the end of the RATT concert.

Summer of '87 at Joey's house rocking out with the fellas!!!! UP THE IRONS!