School Story
I was a troublemaker, but not a criminal. I worked on the yearbook and played French Horn with the band. My hair was black and white like a skunk and I wore an awful lot of black clothes.
I had friends at IFHS that I just didn't stay in touch with, and that's a shame. It was a tough time to be the only teen that didn't grow up with everyone else, so the friends I did make were golden. I made a few enemies, too. Not too hard to do that at 17. I hope that time has allowed them to forgive me and my angry misspent youth.
I outgrew a lot of that and managed to graduate from high school and college in Washington. Now I am a musician in Seattle. My day job is in technology - gotta get money to buy guitars somehow!
