Anne-Marie Summers:  

Hey, how are you? I'm happy you stopped by! Ah, high school... I remember Erik R driving his little roller skate with wheels (I think it was a Chevy of some sort...) on the sidewalk, chasing after Ricky G. The Corvair and I were involved in that somehow, as I recall. I remember cold water in the mix as well... I remember the crush I had on Landt Clayson (sorry if I spelled that wrong), what ever happened to that guy??? I remember sitting at Joey's feet in Mr Whipple's class, and how Joey's friend (James) always would say how he wanted me dead...I'm glad to know them both still regardless! I remember going to prom with Kim Scott Junior year, and being grounded for Senior prom (not like I could get any QC guy to go with me...). Junior prom was fun, Kim and I went to Dairy Queen in Gilbert, and hung out at Chris's place in Sanoqui while him and his friend fixed his friend's truck. Had it been running, we would have really crashed the prom! I remember trying to teach anyone and everyone how to drive...but I think you all just liked speeding in my car! I remember Kim backing in to the only vehicle in the parking lot, too, and Teena W being scared of a semi truck and pulling over less than a 1/4 mile from where she started... I remember no one would stoop so low as to date me. I guess I was just too high profile. I remember having to resort to dating a 14 year old when I was a senior, and how all the guys crowded around him for updates...but I snuck in a couple of "dates" when you all weren't looking! And I'm still keeping my mouth shut about who was involved! I remember someone keyed my car, flattened my tires and took my spark plug wires off. I would like to say thanks for that bunch of crap. What did I ever do to you anyways??? I remember the music teacher's son, though I don't remember either of their names. The son was in need of a pen pal, and was in the Navy during desert storm. Apparently, I was the only one who would write to him, and when he had leave to come home, I got to meet him. Thankfully he looked nothing like his dad, in fact he was quite handsome, and I remember at least a few girls who tried to get his attention away from me! I remember sneaking out at night, to go see whoever I was with at the time...I remember quietly pushing the Corvair down the street in the middle of the night...until I figured out that our house was so well built that I could have started the car under my parents bedroom window, revved the engine...and they never would have heard it! And who threw that big river rock through my parents window and egged my car anyways??? I remember scavenging parts off the one enlarger to fix the other, and how Mrs David would never order enough supplies. I remember how nice it was for my stepdad to supply photography chemicals and photo paper out of our stash. I remember starting college my Junior year in high school, that was so very strange to hang out with college people (and have my stepdad in the same class with me!). I had to go through 10 kinds of hell to get the principal to sign for me to go to college. I can honestly say that I hated or disliked NO ONE. Yet a few I found to be a mild annoyance... College was never the typical deal for me. I went to college pregnant, got big as a house there. If it wasn't for Kim Scott's mom, I NEVER would have made it through. She watched my first born, Jasmine, while I attended school. I spent many an hour in the bathroom at MCC, because I breast-fed so I had to pump milk. That was weird too, that and having near DDD cup size because of the milk. College was a sad time for me as well. I had a miscarriage, a little boy, because of all the stress. I remember my first apartment, which I got with Tammy Wratten. It was 204$ a month, a little one bedroom. The kitchen would get to 140 degrees in the summer, because the air conditioner was a wall mount in the bedroom and it couldn't muster anything past the bedroom door. It was upstairs in a horrible building, the landing had a huge hole in it and the other three apartments upstairs were vacant for various reasons. There was a tire shop right outside my window. That was in Apache Junction, over by Reed's tire on Winchester. My second place was literally one block over and one block down from there, another upstairs apartment, this one a two bedroom. It was so much of a change from the first place. There was actually air conditioning in every room! It was 275$ a month. I had my son, Drew, while I lived there. I never really did the drinking/drug thing in college. Most of that was out of my system before I got to QC my sophomore year. My high school freshman year was at Corona Del Sol, where I drank a lot, started smoking, and got stoned every chance I had to do so. My parents sent me to QC to save me from myself, and I thank them for that. But I willingly admit that Mr. Johnson drove me to drink. Whoever decided it was a good idea to put me in his science class first thing in the morning, you were insane. I spent the entire semester stopping at Kwik Stop for a bottle of Jolt Cola (remember that stuff? "All...Expand for more