School Story
well, it all began on warm day late in August of 1995. A short, portly young man walked through the doors of Western Guilford High School. That young man... was me. That's about all there is to the story. Bottom line is I'm still the same height (I hit my growth spurt in 6th grade), and I am still portly... so really this story is kind of sad. Ah well, sometimes the "real" history of someone isn't as fun as the way you remembered it. See you soon!