Marie Franklin:  

Well, I think there are way too many adventures, experiences, and growing up moments to recount in this venue. If you remember me at all, I was rather shy, skipped school far too often by cutting across Acacia park to play foosball with my best friend, Daun, and wore my hair long so I could hide behind it. I was good in everything language based and terrible at math and science. I remember woodsies, the endless cliques that abounded at Palmer (something new to me being a military brat... we were all just "brats" up to that point), the days when smoking on campus was allowed in certain places, kids hanging out playing guitars, and going to hockey games. I remember Mr. Salazar, the creepy driver's ed teacher, and Mr. T, the art teacher to end all art teachers. Oh yeah, and Madame Serna, the French teacher who couldn't speak English. I also remember two wonderful people - Becky and Randy. Last names unremembered, just recall that they were close friends and I loved them both. I think one of the funniest things I ever saw at school was when the senior class (maybe 1977?) stole a scene from Monty Python and the Holy Grail and walked into the auditorium in robes, whacking their heads with books. And some guy who streake...Expand for more