Just enjoying life, married at 34 and during the two and half following years had two children.

As a single, I was able to enjoy visiting places like the Caribbean, California and Hawaii.

After getting married, I continued to traveling to many of the lower 48 states with Don & the kids, which is how we stumbled upon Cody Wyoming where we owned a home for 13 years and lived full time for 5 of those years.

We recently relocated to Fort Collins CO and are fully enjoying our new adventure.

I love seeing friends from Overbrook as much as I enjoy spending time with friends I've made since. Facebook has proven to be a wonderful way to find old friends.

I wish I could say I've matured over the years but I am as impulsive and spontaneous as I was in school. Still a kid at heart

Oh can we count how many funny stories I remember, how about Cindy Burdine in the Harry Truman display at the Wax Museum? Or hitting Miss Jester in the face with a powder puff? My friends telling me about a made up homework assignment for Roger Schwartz's class just minutes before homeroom?

The funny skits we did. . .the "commercials' between acts of I believe a One Act play contest. The musical skit "The Twelve Years of My Life".

Spooking in the local graveyards was always fun but the best one was a Atsion when the "underground" railroad train really came through. Getting hypnotized by Mary Borgesi at pajama parties. Hanging "laundry" on the front lawn of the new high school.

I keep remembering more. . .after reading Barb Flanigan's, I not only remember the Hacienda, but the Triangle (where I was NOT allowed to go), the Sweet Shoppe, little sundaes in boxes at Pete's. My Grandparents' restaurant, the Mill Creek, right across the street from the entrance by the lake.

Lots of summer fun at Clementon Lake! We had a mixed group of public school kids, Catholic school kids and the Gibbon's family from South Philly. I am willing to bet the guys all remember Patty Gibbons. It was always a thrill to have someone stuff a handful of fish eggs down your bathing suit. Getting donuts still warm when the Terrace opened. Hanging out with the life guards most of whom we had crushes on, Johnny Leahy, Tony Moretta, Mike McElroy, Doc (?) to name a few.

My brother and his friends skinny dipping in our pool, in the middle of the afternoon! My Mom came home to find George Woeller, I believe, jumping on the diving board naked facing our neighbors! Remember the crazy hair cuts the freshman football players got? And the Turd award. I can't remember what a foot player did to "earn" it, but their helmets were painted brown.

I remember stealing apples from DeCou's in Cherry Hill and since they were too green to eat, we stuffed them in people's mailboxes and then drove down to Berlin Park and threw them at cars of the lucky kids that had dates that night. The dances at Lady of Grace were the best. Watching Barb Krol and Johnny Saia dance just blew me away.

59th Street in Ocean City. . .stopping in Gravely Run for ice cream cones on the way down.

The memorable party at our house one weekend when our parents were away.. . I was grounded for ever after that one.