Chrissy Craighead:  

Life Hi! I've been in San Diego since 1991. I'm an accountant and work for a church on top of that. No kids. I'm the complete opposite of everything I (and everyone else) thought I would be. And I'm happy. Enjoyed attending the 20th reunion and seeing everyone. Found I cannot drink, at least hold it, like I used to. Not sure why I needed to find that out... Am enjoying connecting up with people I used to hang with, and some that I should have, but didn't. I am eternally grateful to have been connected to the bestest high school and the most awesome people. And if anyone remembers, I STILL LOVE JOURNEY. School I guess I would say there were two teachers that inspired me the most: Hicks and Wacholz. Hicks was funny and when he kicked me out of the class I always got to go to Shannon's class and stare at him (what was he saying, anyway?). Wacholz was just real. Very real. I was so sorry to hear he passed shortly after 1986. I think we wore him down... Mr. Thurman and his plaid pants, and Mr. Traw with his boy toys (I knew it! All over the Merc front page too!) were the WORST! And what was that Vice Principal's name? That poor, poor man. Had the likes of me and Fat Fernando and a bunch of other derelicts for Saturday School repeatedly. I think we finally got out of it because he couldn't handle it. That bucket of paint dumped on Fat Fernando in the 1982-83 yearbook? That was me one Saturday on the back wall behind the tennis courts. That's what you get when you make a bunch of already bored teenagers show up on a Saturday. Oh! His name was Mr. Cooper. Must have been a decendant of Mr. Thurman... Mr. Carlson was pretty entertaining, with his blue, black, or blue-black pens and all. And that permed hair. If you don't remember those things, then you couldn't have had him for English. (How's my grammar so far?) Craziest memory was flying off that Pinto on the side street. Went to the hospital, knocked out. If I had it to...Expand for more