Debra Mathews:  

Born in La, raised between La & Tx. spoil brat still is. moved back to tx as a teenager, went to hartman for my 9th grade year. moved out to windsor back when it was still all white. then to jones for the next three. my stepfather worked for old man hofenizs(misspelled i know) but the man who owned the astros, the astrodome and etc before it was sold. so i travelled pretty much wherever the houston's astros played ball at including going to florida for spring training camp every spring break for two weeks until i was 22, attended various fund raisers and balls. my years at jones were fun to say the least. 10th grade, i was quiet. didnt know anyone really all my friends from hartman went to sterling. 11th grade, i knew quite a lot of people but was friends only with a few. i was to busy jumping the state line back & forward to La. i had more priveleges in La. i was going to the clubs with the 20yr olds and dating the 30yr old. here in tx, i had few priveleges. but i did more than a person with privileges. 12th grade was great had lots more friends, was part of the drama club, speech, drama & debate, NFL and the youth for christ(thanks to ms summers). i had a few male friends at jones that i had crushes on and a few that i played around with.(no name calling)they know who they are. i have fond memories of meetings on the stairs between classes stealing kisses with one young man(damn he was a great kisser and still is), then there were those days that i skipped school all together or hanging out in the coaches offices and last partying at my house when my parents werent home. after the games were fun for me. i always stole off with one of the college scot(no name) who was looking at our boys play. damn he was fine as wine and tasted just as sweet. they do say you always remember what you want to. hadnt thought about him in years. had a few young men that had crushes on me until they found out i was a senior. i can still hear mr pace's voice telling me every morning debra you're late and me saying no sir i wasn't late until you stopped me and started talking, now can i have an excused slip for class or are you going to walk me there while you go to your office. my class was across from his office. those were the good days. i can say i enjoyed my years at jones. i was in a league of my own which really didn't include the jones family because i had grown (matured) beyond them in years. but ...Expand for more