I know somewhere in a very dark uninhabited corner of my attic there is surely a few of my old school yearbooks.  Ahhh… high school.  I was one of those lucky people WHO LOVED HIGH SCHOOL.  I was also lucky enough to go to the very same elementary, junior high, high school in the same very small town in southern Illinois all the way through. 

I graduated with the majority of the kids I started out with.  In my case, the school was small enough that it was actually attached by a single hall way through the entire complex (ok, not small like a one room school or something) Kindergarten all the way up to the high school building.  My high school graduating class at Mount Olive High School was 42 people. 

This picture is of three of best friends from school…. (L to R) Matt Ruemmler, Mike Markezich, Tim Vogt, and me.   Two striking fashion trends:  mega tuck job on the shirts (at least those that weren’t in rock bands like Tim) & the faded streak blue jeans…  There’s a few others!

Two of them were in my wedding (Matt and Mike).  Tim was my neighbor and I taught him how to ride a bike at the age of 2 (I loved riding bikes, even at 3!).  His dad, Bill Vogt, was my first little league baseball coach. 

So, here’s to high school… It’s amazing that one picture can bring a thousand memories.  I thank God that mine are all good ones.