Carol Patterson:  

Heavens, I keep getting e.mail reminders to sign up on this site, so why not? I wasn't especially wild in high school...Jane Graham and I occasionally ditched class and my dad once caught me just after I had smoked a wicked cigarette (when I was 13). I wasn't very smart; I had smoked it in an upstairs bedroom and opened the window, thinking nobody would be able to smell it. Wrong! I left North Carolina for Colorado, worked for a few years as a model (imagine!) and a secretary while attending Denver University part-time, then I went to Santa Cruz, California, and finished up my degree. David and I met in college and got married in 1965 (at the "old age" of 28) and had two daughters, now 36 and 38. We settled in the Los Angeles area and brought the girls up in the surfing-Hollywood-glitzy environment of LaLaLand. They both emerged pretty stable and unscathed by the phoniness around them (although, lest I sound harsh, I assure you that there are millions of wonderful, down-to-earth people in L.A.). One daughter is a financial analyst for a national mortage company and the other is an attorney. We have two small grandchildren (5 and 2)...and all you grandparents know how much fun that is. I have kept in touch with Jane Graham Wheeler (sorta), and Barbara Bivens Cartright diligently kept me apprised of plans for the last class reunion. Regrettably, I was not able to attend but several of you sent me pictures, etc. Thank you! I doubt that any of us would recognize the other on the street after over 50 years, but I did see some traces of familiarity in Harold Mabe, Jack Gibbs, Bob Puett. Harold still has that calm, sweet look about him that I remember...Jack is still handsome and stylish, as I remember him. My favorite teacher of all time was Mr. Huss. He had a kindness about him that impressed me. He also taught me typing, which I use in my profession. David, a Canadian, and I have lived in New York (our older daughte...Expand for more