High School Memories
Posted last year, mid-July.Filed in: memories, school
During my trip to California, I cleared out all my old boxes that my parents graciously stored for me over the years. I only kept a third of my collection (I have no idea why I still had some of that stuff). And my friend Gabby showed up just as I opened all kinds of little boxes with pictures, posters, and keepsakes. She reminded me of their fleeting significance, we had a laugh, then I trashed them.
I flipped through my yearbook, holy crap - I was so skinny! Jeesh. And I can’t remember most of the people that signed my yearbook. What a shame. Was Shane on the water polo team? It sure looked like him swimming next to Nathan. I didn’t know that.
Then I turned to my tall flags team photos. Good times! I loved tall flags. Did I tell you that they cut the University squad the same year I signed up for school. Oh well. But I did have a flag in stuffed behind one of my boxes. I did some twirls and tosses before I packed it away again (heck-yes…I saved it).
I can’t remember much about school, but I know I laughed alot. At things that were probably not that funny.
