Teri Barnett:  

I actually attended 5 high schools. Davis in Modesto CA, Burlingame in Burlingame CA, Orange in Orange CA, Edmonds in Edmonds Washington, and Fullerton in Fullerton CA. I was quiet and shy. Started freshman year at Davis and was there a couple of months. I learned how to kiss because of a girlfriend who took me under her wing. She asked her boyfriend to set up a little meeting with his friend who taught me how to kiss. Now honestly, how many people would do this? Also met a sweet fellow whose name I cannot remember but he drove all the way to Burlingame to visit me several times. At Burlingame, also freshman year I met my closest HS friends (Lori and Vicki) Rec hall dances, went steady before I knew how (sorry) and lots of amazing experiences as I was so lucky to have these friends who opened their homes and welcomed my visits over those 4 HS yrs. At Orange, I had a year long crush on a guy that I never uttered a word to, Lance. Volunteered at a senior home. I remember a girl friend whose brother bought a Camero, her mom always had sauce cooking on the stove. I remember Pat who introduced me to his friend who had a spiritual impact on my life and whose name I have forgotten. I only knew him for 24 hours or so it seemed. I believe his parents or friends lived at the beach, they made jewelry/earrings and they were very kind people. I only remember the beach and one night we drove in a VW bug, in the rain (like a boat in a sea) and hung out at the Disney hotel stores - everything was melting (laughing) So, whoever you are ~ Thank you for being there and introducing me safely to a new perspective, which years later lead to "The Only Dance There Is" Ram Dass! Started senior year at Fullerton, spent late fall and winter at Edmonds in Washington where I was deep into Siddhartha, Thoreau and riding the ferry. Returned to Fullerton for spring and graduation. You might remember me by my home made clothing, hippy look or riding my bike to school. I could be found outside the oldest building, under the big trees, drawing or reading. I remember a wonderful English teacher who somehow understood me and let me read books I ...Expand for more