Lynne Greenfeather:  

lynneg65atyahoo Some of my fondest memories from high school really aren't good things, but it was a lot of fun. I was definitely a party girl back then, but I was a good student (it came easy for some reason). Back then, growing up in Cincy, if you knew someone who could get you in at P&G or GE, then you were set for life. Who needed college, right? Perhaps one of the greatest things about my friends, and maybe my generation, is that we are adaptable survivors. Our parents preached the lessons of the The Great Depression, and our brothers and uncles served in Vietnam. We lived and learned that you had to work hard to earn it. I remember exam days at Milford High School. Smoking and drinking next door in the church yard. How did we not get caught?! Listening to Pink Floyd and cruising Rt. 50, being extra careful around dead man's curve, because we all lost friends to that damn place -- horrifically. Hanging out at The Dark Side of the Moon, IF you could get your car up that damned hill. And we were convinced that The House of the Rising Sun out in Batavia was a real-life Amityville Horror house! Who could forget those incredible weekends at Rusty's parents' campsite out in Ripley? Rinks. Frontier Days. Live Oaks. AC DC. Van Halen. Zeppelin. Heart. Bad Company. Fleetwood Mac. Peter Frampton. Journey. Wow, we had some great music, didn't we? They'd serve you at the bar if you were "cool", and if I remember correctly, the helmet law was changed while I was in high school. I recall how great it was to be able to r...Expand for more