What A Year…Book.

I rediscovered my high school yearbook the other day. I actually have four of them, one for each year, as well as two from middle school at McKnight in Renton, Washington. Though I’ve left tons of stuff behind in the various domiciles I have moved out of, been...

Is It 8 To 5? No It’s 25 Or 6 To 4?

I know there’s a lot of numbers in today’s headline. But I’m not trying to do math. If I was, it would end up wrong anyway. As any band geek knows, I’m talkng halftime shows. It’s football season once again and I am reminded of the fun...

I Haven’t The Foggiest.

When I was a junior in high school, Hazen High mounted their production of Brigadoon. It was an all-school play, one that involved the drama, band and choral departments. I only got involved in the whole thing because Mrs. Hacker, my journalism teacher, was the...

When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Eat Prunes.

I’m still not sure why I ever got my high school diploma. But I think it had a lot to do with Kevin Kever, not Larry Harwood. The story begins innocently enough. A bunch of my friends at Hazen High School were suffering some serious seniorititis. We were...