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Taking a poll....Who/what were you in high school?
I hung out with a certain fringe group of geeks/nerds with a rebellious streak. No, we didn't wear Guns N Roses t'shirts and we didn't grow our hair out or smoke weed. We made creative things with household chemicals and saltpeter that went bang and gave off a great deal of smoke. The average family income at my high school was $100K and I didn't exactly fit into that mold. People were driving Camaros and Vettes to school. I rode a beat-up bike and really didn't care for most of the phonies that are still loafing off the wealth of mommy and daddy along with a good dose of nepotism that has gotten them where they are in the professional world today. I identified with the main character in "The Catcher in the Rye" and was overjoyed when we read it for English Lit class. High school experiences gave me a keen sense for those that are down-to-earth and those that are phony and/or arrogant.
Like FatWoodDog I too was from the class of 74. From 9th grade to graduation I dated what I can honestly say was the most beautiful girl in the entire school. And that's saying a lot, because our graduating class had over 700 people in it. I was quiet the loner, with a core group of friends who were some of the most dastardly cut throat, down right meanest Sob's I have ever known. One who is in prison for life, two who are dead, and the others I have lost track of, except for one who is a 1% Out Law in a well known Motor Cycle gang. All of us would fight at the drop of hat, so no one ever messed with us. However, I never went looking for trouble. I was always messing around with guns, and I became a darned good shot with what ever I was using. At 18 I road a brand new Harley Lowrider to school. It was good for attracting chicks, but I was taken at the time. I worked on the side, and always had money. I tried playing football for a while, but I got plowed over by some * kid when my school played a high school from Tyler Texas. I learned later that this guy went on to play college ball at UT, and was drafted by Houston (Earl Campbell). Never got put in jail, or should I say got caught doing things that everyone else got caught doing. Every little geek in school knew they could invoke my name or some of my other friends, and it would keep them from being harassed by others. I was rather large for a senior 6'2" 220, and I am sure I scared some people. Did a lot of mean things to those most deserving, was voted most likely to serve time, and I probably should have. With all I did, and where I have come from it would blow everyone's mind that knew me then to find out I have been in Law Enforcement for the past 28 years. If I could go back and do anything over, it would be to meet myself and stomp a mud hole in my punk a_ _, because sure I needed it back then.
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"Train up a child in the way he should go, even when he is old he will not depart from it."(Proverbs 22:6)
Depends on what school, I moved 13 times with my family before finally moving out when I was 17. Seems like I learned from each place and became something of a chameleon, I could fit in with the jocks, stoners, rich kids, etc. I guess I was mostly a brain/stoner, I always got A's with only a few B's (my dad ran the household very strictly as though he never left the Marine Corps). I played football for one school. Spent most of my time exploring, riding my bicycle, fishing or hunting small game with a BB gun. The school I graduated from was like idsman's, lots of rich kids who thought they were the sh*t.
I was kind of a go between. I had friends that were jocks, geeks, loners, stoners, cheerleaders, etc.
My interests, other than girls lay mostly with a good party and drag racing. I never conformed or followed the rules, ao I guess that makes me a rebel. I was on the honor role through school and deans list several semesters in college, so I guess that makes me a geek/brain. I was always trying to conjure up a good laugh, so I guess clown would fit also. Never was the fighting type, tried to avoid them at all costs, was only ever in a couple. Had girlfriends pretty much always, several lasted a few years, but married a girl I used to see in the hall and figured her crowd and mine didn't mix. Started dating her at age 20 while in college, wierd how that worked out. We were from the same town and school, but never were introduced until after graduation.
Now as for drag racing, that's what I lived for!!! Spent countless hours and all but my beer money on parts and upgrades. Was always bent over a fender inside the engine compartment. Ran 12.80's through the pipes on street tires in the quarter mile. 355cid 4 bolt main block, steel crank and rods, aluminum heads, 11.5:1 compression ration, forged pistons, .577" lift cam with 292 degrees of duration, single plane aluminum intake, holley 700cfm dual feed double pump, mechanical secondary carb, hooker headers, 2 1/2" custom exhaust, 350turbo transmission with a 3000rpm stall converter, and 4.11:1 posi rear. Sold the car because commuting to college while getting 6 mpg was a little expensive. Wish I had that car back every day, even if it was just in the garage.
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Trinity +++
"Train up a child in the way he should go, even when he is old he will not depart from it."(Proverbs 22:6)
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My interests, other than girls lay mostly with a good party and drag racing. I never conformed or followed the rules, ao I guess that makes me a rebel. I was on the honor role through school and deans list several semesters in college, so I guess that makes me a geek/brain. I was always trying to conjure up a good laugh, so I guess clown would fit also. Never was the fighting type, tried to avoid them at all costs, was only ever in a couple. Had girlfriends pretty much always, several lasted a few years, but married a girl I used to see in the hall and figured her crowd and mine didn't mix. Started dating her at age 20 while in college, wierd how that worked out. We were from the same town and school, but never were introduced until after graduation.
Now as for drag racing, that's what I lived for!!! Spent countless hours and all but my beer money on parts and upgrades. Was always bent over a fender inside the engine compartment. Ran 12.80's through the pipes on street tires in the quarter mile. 355cid 4 bolt main block, steel crank and rods, aluminum heads, 11.5:1 compression ration, forged pistons, .577" lift cam with 292 degrees of duration, single plane aluminum intake, holley 700cfm dual feed double pump, mechanical secondary carb, hooker headers, 2 1/2" custom exhaust, 350turbo transmission with a 3000rpm stall converter, and 4.11:1 posi rear. Sold the car because commuting to college while getting 6 mpg was a little expensive. Wish I had that car back every day, even if it was just in the garage.
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