School Story
Basketball Sectionals 1977, much snow on ground and bitter cold. Mark Hartman (my personal corrupter) and I skipped the last quarter of game and downed a 5th of Jack Daniels in back of Joe Kramer's (future Speedway policeman) car. After game he drove us to Shakey's Pizza. In bathroom some other guys in our class were doing shots of cherry vodka so "What the Hell" we had a few. Then went to a Senior Party at International Village Club house where they had Green Grain Alcohol punch. We looked at each other and "What the Hell" we had a few glasses. A little while later I passed out in the only bathroom in the clubhouse. Woke up to threatening shouts of Senior Football Players. When I opened the door Tommy Dunn and Tim Neiman's older brother I think picked me up carried me to the door and threw me head first into a snow bank where I proceeded to puke my guts out right beside the door. Pretty cool thing to do as a Sophmore at a Senior party. I think I was up for the coolest classmate award after that "NOT!!!" Mark Hartman found me standing in that snow bank, no coat, wet up to my knees, in temperatures that were probably single digit temps. Our coats were upstairs at the club out in a mountain of coats. 20 minutes later he came back out with our coats and and we walked home which wasn't far off of 30th St. He got me to my driveway but because he was my corrupter he didn't take me to my door and see that I got in the house OK. As it happened I was too drunk to get my key in the door. So I decided just to lay down and sleep for a while. Not sure how much later my parents come home, find their kid laying between the door and screen door with his wet and freezing feet sticking out. Next thing I remember is my mom screaming at my dad, "Roger, Roger, He's Dead! He's Dead!" Talk about a scream to sober you up quickly. I ended up having bad frost bite on my feet and was grounded for many months after that! Still have less than perfect circulation in my feet to this day. My parents were not even supposed to go out that evening so pretty lucky they did or could have been a lot worse. Might be in the "In Memory" section freezing to death perhaps. Anyway, another "Preacher's Kid" SHS story by yours truely!