Dixie Weaver:  

my chemistry teacher (can't remember the name), and Miss Stratton. I don't think I'd do school all over again. I almost always felt out of place. But...if I knew then what I know now, I would have just relaxed and did those things I never seemed to have the guts to do (I ALWAYS wanted to be in drama... but was afraid of being in front of people). Most of my best and worst memories centered around the agriculture program. I had some wonderful times at the OC Fair and made some friends that I am still in contact with today... but there were a few not-so-good times as well. Marni Sellers was by far the funniest person I knew - loved the time she beaned Mr. Bowen in the head with a turnip. I don't believe I've ever seen a man's face turn as red with anger before that incident - and sure haven't after. He needed to beaned in the head, though.