Linda Hanor:  

If you remember me you were probably in Music or Drama. That's where most of the people I knew best were. Some of the teachers I really liked at Glendale High were Mr Amaya (Geography), Mr Maves ( Music/Drama).. handsome young Mr Peterson (Sophmore English) and Mr Richardson (History). I was in Keith Maves Choir and Madrigals classes and I was also an accompianist for both of them. I was honored to be selected for All State Choir in my Jr. year along with Linda Herre, Diana Oparnice and Jim that is something I will always remember! I was also in Mr. Maves drama class and was in...Lil Abner...Wish You Were Here...Rebel Without a Cause and Web of Murder. Good memories!! I remember the day JFK was assassinated. I was in 10th grade. It was during a class change and I was almost to my choir class when the prinipal announced it over the loud speaker. Everyone stopped dead still and it was real quiet for a few seconds and then you could hear people exclaiming and crying. It was so sad and we were worried about what would happen next. Would the communists take advantage of the situation and come and get us? I also remember the Cuban Missle Crisis and the Cold War with Russia and of course Viet Nam. Those were sad and scarey times! On the fun side, I remember the boys singing "Chug a Lug, Chug a Lug" with the music in the cafeteria during lunch. It was great !! And, I remember having to sing "Row Row Row Your Boat" while scooting across the gym floor on my fanny during PE. How worried I was about having wet ugly hair for the rest of the day when my PE class took swimming during 1st period. I also remember failing the electric type writer because I had a heavy touchhhhhhhhhhhh!. Lots of memories! I hated having to sit through sports assemblies. So for awhile, when one came up, I hid out, with a few other kids, in the auditorium basement, under the stage where the dressing rooms were. One time a teacher almost caught us but we heard him coming and we hid in the costume closet behind a bunch of dresses. The teacher came in and looked around but didn't find us. (Whew!) I never did THAT again!! One of the wildest things I did as a teenager was one night sneaking onto the Biltmore Estates where Wrigley Mansion was to see the "Pink Sidewalks". A friend of mine took me there to prove that there really WAS such a thing. At that time it was still desert out there). We parked his car down the road around a curve from the place, then cut back through the brush to where we could cross the road and get onto property. Once on the sidewalk, we didn't dare use a flashlight for fear we'd be seen so we walked on it in the dark. It didn't take long before I started worrying about guard dogs and bobcats and rattle snakes and skunks and stuff! I could hear things moving in the bushes so when I was too sared to go on, we turned around and headed back down the sidewalk to the road. It was really, REALLY dark out there, so we decid...Expand for more