School Story
Two crazy boys in my home room (Dave Garese and Ray Goodwin) would laugh and laugh about the new Life cereal commercial that had just come out on TV “Hey, Mikey likes it!” Next thing I knew I was nicknamed Mike and it stuck with everyone at Lowell calling me Mike till I graduated. A few peeps even called me Mike at our 10 year reunion. No one called me Mike at our 40 year reunion (except Dave). Whew - finally I was a girl again.
Sandy Valputic and I were playing with a little mini frisbee in the quad and we were sent to the Dean’s office. Major offense at Lowell! But smoking grass in the pit was ok. Go figure!
About 10 of us piling all our books into Dave Miller’s locker on the first floor by the office, because most of our lockers were in the South 40.
Senior prank. Alarm clocks set for 10 am in all of our lockers.
I lived across the street from Balboa High school, and many of my friends growing up and living in our neighborhood went to Bal or to my Church. So having Bal as our arch rival was a ton of fun! Remember when they salted our football field with “Bal Rules” before the Turkey Day Championship? And spirited Lowellites kicked their butts in that Turkey Day game! And we all cheered like crazies in the stands.
For a few months I dated a guy Louie from Bal I convinced Madame Trelaun (my French teacher) that our class needed to go see the French movie “Les Parapluies de Cherbourg” (The Umbrellas of Cherbourg). Louie convinced his French teacher at Bal that their class needed to see the movie too. Both the Lowell and Bal classes attended the movie on the same day, and I got to hang out and hold hands with my boyfriend all afternoon. Sooo fun!
