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| OLD SCHOOL, THE LAKE, ETC..... | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I graduated from a school with a class of 90 or so. I still consider the times I had then some of the greatest, and I would never give up the experiences I had or the friends I made. Before I knew it, everything was over, just like my dad had told me before my first day as a H.S. Freshman: "it'll be over before you know it, and the older you get, the quicker time goes by." While giving the speech at my H.S. Graduation, I realized just how much I had there at Elmwood, and how much such a small school had affected my life in such a big way. Although, I probably would have been better off in a bigger school, word of mouth spreaded so quickly at Elmwood. What started out as a small "Seniors Only" party at my house that was carefully kept quiet, turned out to be let known to the wrong person and Officer Kimbol called to break it up. Before I could even get in my first keg stand, Officer Kimbol was reading us our rights and explaining how easily he could take some of us away. So, we all had a record for a short time, but ironically, the "keg source," and a friend of his took off running in the fields, not even stopping when the several police officers pointed flashlights on them. They got away, they were lucky, and the one is still always just barely riding on the boader of the LAW. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Jamie (AKA: Bazoongas) and me probably up to no good. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| This was a picture taken for a Guidance Aid Calendar. From the left: Renee, Myself, and Mina.. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| My older brother's fiance (at the time) before winter homecoming. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Jamie and I in the POOL, before we got caught. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Jamie and I at the Lake. Some people refer to as "the pond," was a campground that was a usual weekend hangout where we'd go late at night, and leave early morning to avoid paying "high" campsite prices. This was taken after swimming close to naked in the pool and getting caught by one of the campground police for being too loud. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| "HOOTERS" This was taken at the Hooters in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. The girl on my right was my age, I think her name was Barbie, or something like that, oh well! One night a friend of mine decided that he felt like going there for "Spring Break" and before we knew it Jeff, Craig and I were there. The water was just a little too cold for swimming. |
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