Sharon Bowers:
CLASS OF 1968
Yorktown High SchoolClass of 1968
Arlington, VA
Sharon's Story
Here's the reader's digest, cliff notes version of the last 40 years of Sharon Goff (married name Bowers). More or less.
I didn't have many friends in high school, but the few I had made up for the many I didn't. I think my shyness was taken for being "stand-offish, but I realize now, after all these years, I just didn't know where I fit in.
Forty years later I'm really only still friends and in touch with one person from high school. (Dennis, you know who you are). Some of my most memorable moments were during my senior year and my "hippie, flower children" friends. (I was really hoping that Yorktown would have a 40th Reunion but wasn't surprised that it didn't happen). I think Mr. Shelton for English and Ms. Skirbunt for Government, were the most influential teachers in my life. Mr. Shelton encouraged me to write and think and Ms. Skirbunt made government class fun and understandable. We won't bring up what we learned in Humanties class with Matt. LOL
After high school I went to Shenandoah College in Winchester, VA. After college I worked at Arlington Hospital in the ER, got married, had two boys, Andrew and Wesley (five years apart), starting working at Social Security Administration, after 34 years I retired on January 3, 2014. Learned to ski, went to Europe and got to ski all over the U.S. My husband Mike and I got divorced in 1983. Lots of drama, tears and heartache raising my boys alone. I lost my house in Arlington to a fire (caused my some pre-pubescent juvenile delinquents that broke into my home, trashed the hell out of everything we owned and then set it on fire). It took me eight months to clean up the mess, sell the house and then we moved to Fairfax (Annandale) where I've lived since 1991. I still cry when I think about the fire. I wouldn't wish an experience that awful on my worst enemy. (Well, maybe my worst enemy).
Anyway, I survived the divorce, the fire and my boys growing up without killing or disowning them (finally) and now consider my kid's my best friends. I even managed to forgive and forget and became friend's again with my ex-husband before he died in 2003. I've learned how to let go of a lot of my anger, grief and disappointments from my past, and I'm trying to stop wishing for "do-over's" to fix what I didn't know I was screwing up at the time. Again, part of growing up and moving on.
One of the top three best things in my life happened ten years ago when I learned to ride a motorcycle, (my passion, th...Expand for more
erapy and sanity maintainer) thanks to my ex-spouse actually. I started with a 89 Sportster, then I bought a 98 Dyna Super-Glide. I currently ride a 2007 Street Glide. All Harley's. I rode to Sturgis, SD with a girlfriend (and NO, not that "kind" of girlfriend). My former boyfriend and I took trips to Gatlinburg TN, and rode the Dragon's Tail, did the rally in Laconia, NH and rode cross-country Las Vegas and the Laughlin River Run in Nevada (best trip of my life and much beautiful scenery in between). I still ride every chance I get.
My Dad died in 1986 (the girls that attended, and the boys who tried to "crash" the Omega slumber party at my house in 1968 will remember my Dad) and I lost my Mom in 2004, so now I'm an orphan. I've gone from hippie, to mother, to country-western gal, to grandmother, to biker. What a journey life has been so far.
I've come to realize that life is all about change, by forgiving yourself and others, by remaking yourself and not letting other people change you to fit them. If you don't try to change yourself with the times of your life, you become stuck in the past and get old and I refuse to get old! I've got some great tattoos and eventually will get more. I have one grandchild, Jaeden, who turned 18 in February, and just graduated from high school (2015). I'm just crazy about him. He is funny and smart and a joy to be around and he is already an amazing guitar player. I never remarried and probably never will. My 16 year old dog Charlie passed away in 2013. He was always glad to see me and never gave me any grief. Too bad I can't say that about everyone in my life.
As you can see by my picture(s) that I enjoy wearing the "garb" and going to the Ren Faire with my son Andrew, and also riding my bike with other son Wesley. Wes moved to Greenville SC, in 2014, so I've lost my riding partner.
Well, I guess it's time to end this narrative. I plan (and hope) to feel the wind in my face and the bugs in my teeth for many years to come. As long as I can swing my leg over my bike and keep her rubber side down I'll be traveling down the highway of life.
I wish you all a long, healthy, happy life with many good experiences and memories to come. Just remember this, you can't help getting older but you can sure as hell help getting old! You can't take it with you and God doesn't give many second chances. Life is what you make out of it and in the words of Bett Midler, "if "they" can't take a joke - f_ _k-em"!!
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