Lois Pfeffer:  

High School ... a long time back to the days of zero hour marching band and the friday afternoon football games - play then bus off to work a few hours. Band geek. I went back and visited, strange to go down the halls and hear English as a second language being taught ("They are my parents" repeat: "Dey are my parrents"). I remember observing the solar eclipse, via paper pinprick shadow projected on another page, from one of the stairwells (ah, back when the schools had windows to the outside....). Mr. Valvick's (sp?) bees [and then later finding out how bee poo damages car paint.. oooo], and the pheasants in the cage... (cute to start, that ackward in between phase, beautiful plumage ... and the eventual... hey, where'd they go?). We disected just about every possible preserved critter there was, which was cool in it's own weird science way. Although, the aroma had much to be desired. Mr. Nelson's Hot Wheel races and that hair fringed hat were funny (humm, the hat could come in handy now-a-days for a few guys eh?). I recall Mr. Schroeder sharing why he wanted to teach high school, to better prepare students going on to college. And how he busted folks after they stuck gum to the bottom of the desk.... a week after they put it there. I remember a friend being sad at commencement looking at that event as an 'end', I noted it was really the beginning of the rest of our lives, to become the people we were to be. Afterall, HS was just 3 years, the rest of life is much much longer! College Marching Band... eat-march-eat-march-play-party-sleep; "hop-hop-ready-ho-HEY!" to the beat of the mimeograph machine while manually collating the year end booklet... and Pep Band at the hockey games... singing "You are my ice cream, my only ice cream..." between the 2nd & 3rd periods. Forestry fond memories: the field sessions... bog bouncing, hazel, lenticle soup, hazel, Club Moss, "When it gets dark, it gets dark, and them big pines don't move.", hazel, the cocoa incident, meeting in the woods to share raw data and spare some trees from yet another coring... it was amazing the trees weren't girdled! ["cause of mortality: 80 inc...Expand for more