Me. West Hazleton High School, 1984.
Yesterday evening, I unearthed my high school yearbook and paged through it. I hadn’t looked at it in at least a decade and I was surprised by a flood of memories. I recalled people’s laughs, the way they walked, fresh white smiles, how much I desired their ease or athleticism, how lonely I was, and how aloof.
Based on what I felt when I looked at photos of my classmates, I was a rotten person. Self-absorbed and not at all self-aware. Callous, cynical, judgmental, envious, proud…what are the other deadly sins? I probably embodied them, too.
I hope I have changed a little. My sincere apologies to everyone I encountered back then. What a bitch.
What a stunner!
Aaaaah High School what a weird and wonderful (cough cough) time!
I think I burned my year book ugh!!
I am very happy to be here and now.
I find it hard to believe you were any of those things, if so you have def changed!
Posted by: deanne on January 5, 2009 07:14 PMActually, you sound the definition of teenager.
Posted by: Seth on January 6, 2009 06:06 AMI was the kick around kid for my whole class growing up. I can’t tell you what it would mean to me to see something like this come from one of them. Congratulations for growing in to the kind and caring person you have become, and thank you for having the humility to see, and apologize for your past errors in judgement.
Posted by: Mandy on January 8, 2009 09:04 AMI’m a 86 grad of WHHS. What great memories of high school I have. Wish I could do it all over again with alot more studying. I remember every bit of the old school and the fine teachers that taught us.
Posted by: Scott on February 11, 2009 04:41 AM