Russell Rollain:
CLASS OF 1978
Tremper High SchoolClass of 1978
Kenosha, WI
Russell's Story
Well, if you must know, I was born July 3rd, 1960 at Saint Catherine's Hospital in Kenosha, WI. I was a dumb-ass until I left Kenosha in 1978 just 13 days after I graduated from Tremper High School. I should have tried harder, and stayed at Saint Joe's. But like I said, I was a dumb-ass. The people that I should have had as friends, (like Debbie Ogle) were instead treated by me like wierd or stupid. Oh my god, I was sooo wrong. Amazing what some age and hind-sight can do for your perception. Anyway, I went to boot camp in the Marine Corps in San Diego (I thought I was going to get some kind of vacation. HHHHAAAA!!! Then to Okinawa, Japan. I spent a year there. At that time, I was a pretty "squared-away" Marine. I went to Quantico, VA. for Marine Security Guard School. My first duty station for the next year and a half was the American Consulate General in Istanbul, Turkey. Gotta tell ya, that place RULED! I loved it there. Hell, to this day, I can still speak basic Turkish. After my "hardship" tour in Istanbul, I went to spend the next year and a half at the American Embassy in Vienna, Austria. My "non-hardship" tour. I liked Istanbul better, even to this day. When I left Vienna, I spent the next 3 years or so at the Marine Corps Air Ground Combat Center in Twenty-Nine Palms, CA., trying to learn more ways to eliminate enemy humans. ie; kill. I changed my Military Occupational Sp...Expand for more
ecialty to a Teletype Technician. WHAT A MISTAKE! Getting into that field was the death of my Marine Corps career. I wanted to become a Drill Instructor, or get back into Marine Security Guard Duty. I couldn't. So, I was stationed at the Marine Corps Air Station in Kaneohe Bay, Hawaii, until I got out in '86. Well, when I got out, the only thing I managed to accomplish (quite well I might add), is an almost non ending series of horribly bad decisions and mistakes. The only truly good (great) decision that I made after getting out of the Marine Corps, was having my 3 boys. I just kind of find it sad that the only truly good lucid decision it seems that I've made in my life, was to father my kids. They are light-years ahead of me in damn near everything they do. They are very polite, their grades are stupendous, and unlike me, they have an extremely bright and prosperous future ahead of them. They are the only reason that I'm still living today, because I don't have a good woman to love me and be loved and taken care of by me. My boys are my life. They make me laugh. They still think (like me) that burps and farts are funny. Especially my 8 year old. Sorry. But they are funny. I could write a novel about me, but you'd probably burn it. I can't say that I'm fully happy with my life, but it's my boys that make it worth living. Now if I could just find a good woman that loved me.......
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