Back in 1969 I graduated from High School. I was anxious to be done with school.
There were no try outs for the choir. I am tone deaf yet they let me sing with
the choir on Graduation Day. I am just about in the center of the photo. Just
down and to the right of the very tall to be crooked lawyer in the back row. I can
name everyone in the front row…but I won’t.
From the left Jim (he is married to my cousin), Cathie (My best high school
friend), Clyde, me, Hilda ( my cousin) and Pam…her last name started with Z.
Needless to say we were the last to get our diplomas.
Those blue/grey caps and gowns were worn by everyone. You had to go down to
the Civil Defense Shelter in the underground tunnel and find one that fit…they
wanted them to be close to the same length on everyone. Then you had to take
them home and press them.
As I remember the speakers were long winded…didn’t they realize that their
advice was going in one ear and out the other?
The Class Flower was a turquoise carnation and the class motto was “The path
you make is the road you take.” ( How stupid is that?) The class colors were
turquoise and silver.
That would be me in front of the picture tree at the farm. I am certain Far
Guy will notice his 1959 Desoto Station Wagon in the background.
My Mom took these photos and didn’t get them developed until 1970.