miscellaneous
I received my 8th-12th grade education at Jesuit High School in New Orleans, and graduated in 1989. Those times certainly were a blur. Growing up in New Orleans wasn't all that easy (I'm now just starting to realize this), and I'm actually quite lucky I made it through alive. I could legally drive (by myself) when I was 15, and legally drink when I was 18. Needless to say, my buddies and I jumped the gun a little bit on some things. New Orleans was an 18 year ongoing party for me. Actually, it was just prep for LSU (known to Louisiana natives as "The Thirteenth Grade.") But that's for another page...
JHS Homecoming Dance (sophomore year)
Marriott Hotel, New Orleans, LA - 10-10-1986
Gerald (not pictured) gathered us up from all edges of the city. He also gave me my first 80-plus MPH negotiation of "The Fucker" (two tight-radius turns on I-10 right before the High-Rise).
We tried to by booze everywhere but ended up empty-handed. We "dined" at T.G.I.F.'s.
Keep an eye on the swapping that will on over the years. Evie (with Keith) ended up being my long-term highschool girlfriend; Keith got married to a girl that I could never quite hook up with; Aimee (with Greg) was a girl I chased my entire grammar school carreer; Suzette (with me) always wanted Greg even though we dated for a few months.
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