What are you laughing at???

I wonder what was so funny that Chad is cracking up in both pictures? Look at how we dressed to go to school. I know why they went to uniforms. I remember some days waking up and putting on a pair of sweats, pulling them up to my knees and leaving the house. Well, I'd put my make-up on of course and make sure my hair was set in hot rollers. I remember sweat pants up to Chad's knees on his first day of NHS. Maybe that is why he was laughing... thinking of his first day at Northshore. He claimed that all his other clothes were still packed on the moving van. I thought he looked very stylish. So stylish, I copied his look some days.

Seeing John with his popsicle reminds me of "Pickle" and our dear friend Beth Shipley. She named the lady that sold ice-cream out of that closet Pickle. I've recently been in touch with our old classmate, Beth. She'll be reading the blog along with us. She asked about many of you! I filled her in on what I knew. Maybe if you send me a post, we'll all be filled in on you!

I also climbed in my hot dirty attic today. (It is unbelievable the mess gettng a new roof makes in an attic.) I found my memory book and was surprised at all of the nicknames John had......Hector? Spic? Hitler? I remember why Hitler (LOL), but Hector and Spic? Spic........probably not a good name to have in a town after it has been hit a hurricane or really not good any where at any time....Spic or Hitler. Those sounds like a fighten words!