Bill George:
CLASS OF 1972
Niceville High SchoolClass of 1972
Niceville, FL
Lansing Community CollegeClass of 1979
Lansing, MI
Bill's Story
Married almost 40 years now. We've lived in Oregon since 84.Raised two boys, and two foster boys. All of them have been married and divorced. We have a couple grandkids who will be graduating high school in the next few years. I'm a telecom engineer for a large west coast firm. She's a CPA for a small manufacturer. We're both looking forward to retiring.
I took a trip down memory lane, and honestly I do not remember most of the you. Not your fault. It was the Air Force. Niceville was the second school where I got to attend two years in a row. By the time I got there, I had changed schools every year either because Dad changed stations, or we moved from off base to on base housing with a subsequent change in schools.
Every Air Force kid went through it. When you moved to a new base and looked around at the other kids, you knew they were moving out someday. It didn't matter what the people dynamics were. They were going to change. So, you learned how to meet people quickly, and how not to get attached. And with over ha...Expand for more
lf of NHS being Air Force kids, I don't imagine many kept in touch.
But, those silly ads for classmates.com kept popping up in the sidebar asking me what year I graduated. I finally decided to take a look around. There are a few people I recognize. My brain hasn't gone totally fuzzy after 40 years. Do any of you remember me riding my bicycle to school everyday because I wasn't old enough to get a drivers license?
That was another side benefit of the Air Force - I skipped a couple grades. I didn't turn 16 until my senior year. I took drivers ed with a bunch of freshmen. That's why I rode my bike. I wanted the independence of transportation, and didn't want to ride the bus any more.
How about all those clothes I used to make for myself? My big bell bottom jeans made from flags, or my tie-dye tee shirts? I used to catch a lot of crap at school, but when I took them to the beach, I sold every one of them. I think I wore out my mothers sewing machine. And her stainless steel pots. And her wooden spoons. It was a blast.
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