Derrick Fridge:
CLASS OF 1989
Galt High SchoolClass of 1989
Galt, CA
James Rutter Middle SchoolClass of 1985
Sacramento, CA
Coyle Avenue Elementary SchoolClass of 1983
Carmichael, CA
Derrick's Story
I've moved to F A C E B O O K it's free and it's more feature rich..
Contact me at c r y o n i x a t h o t m a i l d o t c o m I think this is just easy enough to figure out if you graduated from Galt High.... HA HA HA!!!
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THis is the stuff classmates helped me with... Cuz I has no Imagination...thanks to my Galt High School Education.
I always wanted to be a CEO when I grew up. My family and friends thought that was a Useless and unobtainable idea. As it turns out, they were pretty much to blame for continued persistence.
When I want to relax, I either go on a 14 day cruise, go to a foreign country, go to a day spa and pamper myself, or I might do it all at the same time.....Gotta love Carnival and Princess cruiselines.
The wildest thing I did in school was to co-form a secret Club for dirty minded individuals and held secret meetings in our English classroom at lunch time.... Good Times.. Good Times.
If I'm going to work somewhere, I need to have a bottle of Jose' Quervo and Limes, a blender with ice, and pureed raspberries to be able to deal with the day-to-day. or a really great Staff....
If I could improve my home, I'd remodel the whole Place and add on a second and third floor and a daylight basement. My dream home would be about 28000 square feet, and be the most hopping place in town, it would be the new fridgeplex.....!!!! anyone wanna check in...?.
I would love to see a lot of my old teachers, MS. Din, Mrs. Millet, Pat Brown (The Sarge), Mrs. Roth, Mr. Lucas, Mr. Kraude so I could kick him in his knee tanya browning style, Mrs. McKeller so I could tell her to kiss off, Frau Weaver so I can brush up on my Auf Deutsch Slang, Mr. Salas, oh and Mrs. Nunez, I don't know why people disliked her so much, she was really nice, if you showed her the respect you wanted in return.
OH And Mr. Hatzenbuhler and Nicolau to tell them, their Squad jumpers didn't do a damn thing for me 20 years later...
And Finally every teacher that drank under the desk at Galt High School, cuz now I can join them.... IS it cocktail hour yet?
If I won $100 million, I'd give 25% of it to Charity, then spend the rest on paying off my family members mortgages, opening a family trust and building the house above as a family communal vacation retreat and the rest would be invested to live off the interest.
I always wanted to try out dorm life, but when college time came, the parental units couldn't afford it... so that experience was out the door.
The weirdest job I have ever taken lasted for just one week, I sold knock off perfume and cologne door to door to businesses, I wondered for many years after that experienc...Expand for more
e, why it happened, and I finally remembered the only really beneficial thing I did during that period was to talk to a homeless guy that was sitting behind a KFC with his wife, he got up and walked over to me asked me what I was doing, I told him about the sales job, and we talked about family and life in general for a good 20 minutes or so... I don't recall the hundreds of places I sold the stink water, but I will always remember where I spoke to the homeless guy.
I share my home with Nephew, my cat, my dogs and occasional flea, spiders or fly, which I find mostly enjoyable except for slobby relatives.....
In 10 years, I hope to be 3 years from retirement. I'm going to get there by Selling off all my assets and downsizing to a very small footprint, and then I'll travel the world until I either have a heart attack, the boat sinks, or the private jet crashes. all of which would suck....
My oldest friend, is Opal J. I honestly can't remember the day we met, but I fondly remember the first day she came to my house to hang out and meet my parental units. She showed up in her favorite Jammies with bunny slippers, and she brought little gifts for my mom and dad and games for us to play... It was in that moment when I knew I had a friend for life. A gentle spirit and mind just as dirty as mine.... a kindred spirit comes to mind actually...
What about you would surprise everyone at your high school reunion?
If I showed up with a Boyfriend... which I'm hoping I will have if we ever have a reunion.
My first job was at at Royal Oaks Convalescent Hospital, where I got paid 4.37 an hour to clean 24-32 rears every 2 hours. What I remember most about it is Blackmailing my boss into paying me my overtime she owed me, after she fired me..(wrongful termination) but a learning experience.
Share a childhood memory you'll never forget:
When I was 10 years old my mom tried to commit suicide in front of my sister, my aunt and me by walking out in front of a car. The car was going too fast to avoid hitting her. when the car was about 8 feet from her, her body lifted into the air and moved about 20 feet away from us onto the curb. She was not hurt and this was the last time she ever tried to kill herself again. That night was my deciding moment that God and Angels do exist and we are all here for a purpose. When we are meant to go, we will be taken but no sooner than we are supposed to.
I think I have shared quite a lot here, it almost felt therapeutic, only I'm used to getting a $300.00 bill when I'm finished. Anyhow, I think I will end my novel here and hope that you will stop by say hi! and share your life story with me...
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