Michael Woodall:  

Life life..who knows....going up as a kid in south florida during the 60's was a great place to be. It was a black and white world, not in terms of race but TV and magazines and photographs. We had a 1960 Buick LeSabre convertable known as "The Bomb". My mom used to drive us to the beach all the time. I remember sitting at red lights waitng for the light to turn green so we could cool off. Summertime we'd open the sliding glass doors get behind the K-mart fan, lay on the terrazzo floor and watch the Emerson 19 inch black and white TV. Mornings we'd watch the "Skipper Chuck" show before school. Yep..pretty exciting times...there were 3 TV channels. 4,7 and 10 and they'd always show pictures of Flamingoes and Dolphins. Then around 1965-66 the world changed. All of a sudden Bonanza and Gilligan's Island were in color. I always wanted to do Ginger but as I got older and wiser and gained more respect for women I switched to Mary Ann. Well then it happened. I graduated elementary school. I joined the boy scouts. I remember our first camp-out. I was in the tent and someone said "in order to be in the Eagle pack you have to let little Nicky Wilson put his hand down your sleeping bag and play with your balls". The next day I asked to join the Wolf pack. Drugs: let's see....7th grade ??? yeah I think so. It was junior high 1968 and the guy next to me was coming in with joints in pink rolling paper. I didn't think much of it, went to his house after school one day and lit up listening to the pusher. Then in the 8th grade riding the bus to the beach..sittin way in the back I dropped some orange sunshine. The other time that stands out was the Traffic concert of 1969 were we did 4 way window pane. Too many lives ruined with drugs. After high school I attended BCC for two years and bummed around in Hollywood and Miramar. June 0f 1977 I packed up the 72 Cutlass with my stereo and records and headed to USF. After two great years of college life I finally graduated in June 0f 1979 with a degree in Business Administration. I moved back down to Miramar and got a sales job. Sales wasn't my bag so I floundered around a bit until I met the future Mrs. Woodall. We were married in 1982 and I got into computer programming. In 1983 I went to work for Barnett Computing company. In January I went to work for Broward County as a Computer Programmer. The county had little opportunity for advancement so in 1987 I left for Hollywood Federal which proved to be a mistake. In 1988 my daughter Stephanie was born. In 1989 I worked as a computer consultant for the burger king corporation ans Exxon oil. In 1992 I went to work for Certified Vacations and was instrumental in the on-line development of Delta's Frequent Flyer program. The advent of windows and multi-tasking on the PC revolutionized the computer industry. In 1993 my son Michael Joseph was born and in 1994 my son Matthew Allen was born. In 1996 I went to work as a consultant for American Express for the Y2K conversion and other projects. These were good times with a lot of dough. After 2000 things slowly dissolved with rate cuts and outsourcing. In 2002 we bought our "dream home" in of all places "Miramar" ! Complete with a heated pool with spa and waterfall. June 2004 I attended the 30th reunion of the Miramar High School class of 1974. It was great to see everyone again. School I really liked Miss McCelland. one day I switched the language tape to Black Sabbath Paranoid. We went to her house one day to make up the clock test but she wouldn't let us in. Mrs. Fettrow was pretty hot too. I had her for mass media. But I would have to say the hottest high school teacher of all was Miss Hill. Appropriately named she had legs to boot. Now talk about a biology teacher. She used to drive an orange Cutlass convertable. How I wish I was the drivers seat. We went to her house too but no one answered the door. Would you ? Mr. Hundley was a popular male teacher. I got an A in his physiology class. 9th grade was kind of wild. The end of the 60's ethic still reigned. I showed up in Pilgrim Boots, Purple bell bottoms and hair as long as Jesus. My first class was Alegbra. We would sit in the back pass out the LSD and get down to factoring equations. That was 1971. The 60's died in 72 actually if you ask me. By 1973 it was platform shoes, The doobi...Expand for more