School Story
Truefylly, I can't figure out why I graduated... I believe the teachers conspired to see what the hell I would make of myself...
Fondest memories? Hmmm... they include "cutting class" in the Safeway parking lot, conspiring a precision machined security key in Mr Riddle's metal shop class. BTW, Metal Shop is where I spent half of my 3 years and owe my carrers to that amazing man! Once accomplished, my accomplisses used the key many times to unlock and raid the beer delivery truck's roll-up doors. Trunk loads of Falstaff Tappers resulted in epic, "missed atttendence" excuse lines on the following mornings.
Statute of limitations are way expired and there are lasting regards for my classmates who took the other, high road and continue to make me proud of our graduating class.
Lastly, we are among the lucky who get to experience this gathering and share forgotten aquaintances and memories.