I just remembered a couple of things about High School that I wanted to get down. When I was a Junior I entered a speech and story telling contest. I won an excellent rating but I did not get to go to the State contest. So when I was a Senior I entered it again and this time I got a Superior rating and was invited to go to the State Contest held a the Brigham Young University Campus. My Drama teacher told me that no one else from our school was going so if I wanted to go I would have to find a way to get there myself. I talked my Dad into taking me. So off we went and he dropped me off and I spent the day by myself. At the award ceremony I was awarded an honorable mention. Kind of a let down. In retrospect I think my drama teacher did not really care if I did well. He was the choir teacher and did not really want to be doing drama stuff. But we had an excellent choir.
High School Graduation 1964 was an exciting time. We did not have caps and gowns I made my graduation dress. I felt very grown up. My class was the first to graduate from the new High School.
I have heard some people say that High School was the best time of their lives. I really would not go back there. I always felt like an outsider, even though I tried to get involved with things to be “in” with the “in crowd”. I was never asked to any of the school dances. The only school dances I went to were Sadie Hawkins Day dances. That was when the girls chased the boys. That kind of says a lot about the rest of my life. I have always kind of felt like I was the one doing the chasing. Not only boys but life.
Fast forward to 1999 and I finaly caught what I have been chasing all my life and that would be Mr. James L. Hoag. But more about that much later.