Funny how we all "intend" to keep up with friends, acqaintences when we leave the mythical High School for the rest of the world - but we never do. Oh, we have good intentions, and some of even try for a few months/years - maybe even through college, but inevitably it falls by the wayside. We move on - get married - divorced - remarried - have kids - and its those kids that bring us back around to our high school days when they reach high school age. The joys, sorrows, pleasures and pain of HS all come back through your children. All the dating issues, the grades, the ups and down depending on your popularity - the "you can wear your hair long if its clean and neat" ( oh my G-d, I have become my mother ), and the "you can't leave the house dresed like that" , and the pride our parents I am sure had when we hit the field to a packed house. It all seems so far away and yet so close. I thank Scott Cullen - a boy I once saw dropped by his brother's wicked back swing with a 9 iron - a kid I spent hours throwing wet pine cones at and palying football in the church parking lot with only to lose complete contact with he and his family - for starting this site - I spent more time with the band members in those 4 years than I have spent with almost any group of people in the 30 yrs since - and I look foward now to living up to all those yearbook platitudes about staying in touch, just 30 yrs late !
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