One of the more memorable times of my life was my teen years when I was still a student at HHS and ultimately a graduate of "The Class With Class," HHS '51. Countless people over the years have asked me how in the world I remember all those little obscure things of which I write. The same question always arises when I am asked how I remember the lyrics to songs that are over 60 and 70 years old. I just don't know. I do know that I and my brother Bud have inherited Mom Glover's incredible memory. I have very vivid and lively memories of those simple, easy, laid back innocent, coming-into-puberty years. The above column I wrote many years ago is an example of the things we did and the places we visited.
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