I had an odd dream last night. I was back at high school, just kinda wandering the halls. It was a strangely lit Hollywood-ized version of Woodward. I ended up in Mr. Cieslewski’s class, sitting behind Dave V. I whispered “What class (period) is this?” He said 6th, I think. Or last. I left, because I thought I was supposed to be in Art. The halls were empty, though.
That was it.
Soon the halls will be more than empty - they will be gone!
All those memories will be practically irretrievable.
I wonder if anyone has any VIDEO of our high school days, in those venerated halls...
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I was thinking that the other day. When I was a senior we painted the polar bear and Channel 13 filmed us for the featured film behind the nightly weather report. I wonder if they still have that film..
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