Brenda Spencer:  

Life Hi all. I didn't graduate from Calumet, only through 10th grade. I was going through "stuff" a few days ago (my husband is always bugging me to throw things away because he is "tired of moving it, from house to house") and started looking through a yearbook. It seems like just last week I was rushing to Accapella class in Mrs. Langston's room in the "new gym". That poor woman is probably going to go straight to heaven when she dies because of all the hell we put her through--and she did't even try to kill one of us. I recall the look of total frustration on her face each day as her control of the class slowly slipped away from her, and our teenageriness overwhelmed our sense of right and wrong--and fear of detention. Mrs. Langston had her justice though, when we went to the area conference we were so sad, figuratively, in comparison to the other schools. Mrs. Langston was aware of how embarrassed we all were. And we knew that she knew by the parental smile on her face similar to the ones in the audience. Instant Karma. (My family still laughs about that when I talk about being in choir--my singing is still just slightly off key ha-ha-ha). And being so excited every time there was a dance in the gym and waiting breathlessly for Rick or Stu to ask me to dance. God I was such a geek! And so painfully shy. But in all honesty, that is probably where I got the drive to continue in school as long as I did. I think I just had an epipheny--hum... As for my life, it has been fairly mainstream. I live in Windermere, FL. In my second marriage now. We have been together since '91. Then just five short years later (I kept asking my husband "Dan" or "Spence" to his friends, what the rush was all about) Dan drug me to a little white chapel in Las Vegas and we had a bit of a shotgun thing going on--no he wasn't pregnant--something about me causing him ...Expand for more