Eddie Freeman:  

"Remind them who you are." A more accurate request would be to provide reminders about who I "was" back when my hair on top had not gone south. When I had hair on top in the days of my zits in Gopher-land, I was still too young to sport facial stubble, drive a car, or know much of anything except what I thought was expected of me. 'Weird,' 'awkward,' 'desperate to be liked by at least a handful of classmates', 'ambivalent about graduating GPHS and leaving Texas for university up north,' and 'deeply prayerful' were characteristics by which I might have been known among a wide circle in the classes of 1972 and 1973. But, if anyone else is like me today, remote recall of subtle interests that I might have witnessed in a classmate from 41+ years in the past would prove sketchy at best. Therefore, I'll retell the activities that I enjoyed sharing with friends in high school: Latin Club, solo and ensemble voice in main choir, regional vocal competitions, and occasional performance in an 8-voice madrigal group; in addition, I have many fond memories of using the best-excuse-to-get-out-of-Miss Roy's 2nd period senior English class -- preparing for "Capers." Come to think of it, the second best excuse to avoid Miss Roy's cold stares and exaggerated diction was a panic attack. I never feigned one of these, and since graduation in May 1972 have remained panic-free. Rather, my attacks were as real as sweat that held our backs, butts and legs affixed by polymer bonding to shellacked, grimy desks in ...Expand for more