It was a big deal. A senior class of 171 students traveling en masse by school bus to visit the nation’s capital. Washington D.C. There were the jocks, the freaks, the brainiacs. Every aspect of high school society was represented and herded into five county buses for the two hour drive North to tour the wonders of the greatest museums of the greatest country in the world. Continue reading C.H.S. Goes to Washington
There are at least a dozen different ways to sneak into a drive-in movie without paying. So I’ve been told. Not that I would know. Continue reading Drive-In Movies
The backyard on Susan Avenue was completely dark by 8 PM, only the shadows of trees standing still and young boys running wild could be sensed by the naked eye. Across the road and a million miles away, was the glow of the high school football field, a full-blown production occupying the rest of the entire Earth. Continue reading Why We Play Games
I left out one little tale from yesterday’s story (Lineman for the County). It’s all fun and games when a nineteen-year-old is risking his life climbing a telephone pole just to make some beer money for college. But what happens when he’s a part of a telephone monopoly’s conspiracy to ruin a small business owner’s property?
One hundred years ago, I played football for the Fighting Falcons of Central High School. Early on a Friday evening, we loaded a bus with our equipment and cocky attitudes, for an hour-long journey across the Massanutten Mountains to battle against the Madison County Mountaineers, Virginia State Champions the previous year. Continue reading Madison County-A Bridge To Cross
This cracks me up. I’m an old rocker, but Live Music of any kind is Good Music. Originally recorded in my parent’s basement, almost 40 years ago, this was practice night for The Central Brothers and The Green Apple Gang (who backed us more than once). It Ain’t perfect, but 9 teenagers hanging out together–pickin, grinin’, and singin’ is a pretty good thing.
Me & the old high school buddies singing on our TV debut, way back in 1978. Recorded off of a cassette tape which still doesn’t explain microphone problems around the 2:20 mark. But we sang on TV, dag-on-it!