Eugene Gene Wilson:  

My story will have to begin with a remembrance to my best friend at North High School, Rocky Watkins, we lost him in 1971, in our junior year, to an act of senseless violence, Last day of class, my junior year. Walking off campus, I decided to emulate my favorite Author "Jack Kerouac" and hit the "open road". So, no money, no good byes and just the clothes on my back, starting out, right then and there.. I hitched-hiked all the way to the up I-395, to the Canadian Border, Along the way, I joined up with a number Conscientious Objectors, objecting to being drafted to fight in Vietnam, That is how I spent my summer vacation. Stopping off at the West Coast Woodstock outdoor Rock Festival held in Washington State. I would not recommend any young lad to follow in my footsteps, but glad I made the journey. After such an E-Ticket adventure, I just couldn't see myself back at school, I was hooked on experiencing life♠, So, I Join the Marines, at seventeen, to beat the whole teenage run-away wrap,, only to serve in Vietnam. Talk about irony. I do recall thinking, at the time ,if I have to fight for my very existence in High School, I might as well get paid for it. .I have to say in all candor, after three years at John W., a year in Vietnam, was a walk in the park. Just wishing my friend Rocky could have been around to join me. I did managed to make up all the classes, I needed grad...Expand for more