It’s time once again for E.M. Kingston’s The Sunday Ramble. Her prompt is based upon a certain topic about which she asks five questions. We are invited to ramble on about that topic however we wish. Today’s topic is “High School Days.”
I graduated from high school 58 years ago, so I’m not sure I will be able to answer these questions in any great detail. But I’ll give it a try.
1. What is one thing you remember about your first day of high school?
The high school I graduated from opened in 1962, when I was entering my junior year. Mine was the school’s first graduating class. Because it was a brand new school for the administration, the faculty, and the students, that first day was rather chaotic. It took about two weeks after the opening for things to settle down into a more normal routine.
2. Did you participate in extracurricular activities or sports in high school?
I was a nerdy kid in high school, so I wasn’t on any sports teams, but I did participate on the debate club, did some drama things, and was on the student council.
3. Was Freshman hazing or initiations at trend at your high school?
No. The school had just opened (I did my freshman and sophomore years at a different school), and I don’t recall there being any freshman hazing or initiations there.
4. Did you attend your Senior Prom? If so, do you remember the theme?
Yes, I attended senior prom, but I don’t remember what the prom’s theme was.
5. Is there a favorite memory from your high school days?
This isn’t a favorite memory as much as my most vivid one. It happened on November 22, 1963, the day that then-President John F. Kennedy was assassinated by Lee Harvey Oswald in Dallas, Texas. It was a Friday afternoon and I was standing on a ladder in the high school gymnasium putting up decorations for a dance that was scheduled for that night. The school’s principal came over the PA system and announced that the president had been shot. Suddenly everyone — students and teachers — went silence. The only sounds that could be heard were people crying, sobbing, and sniffling. It was eerie, sad, heartbreaking, and devastating.