class of '01

Brian and I graduated the same year-- June 2001. He was making his valedictorian speech on the South Rim of the Grand Canyon in front of the El Tovar and I was walking with 400 other students into Cameron indoor stadium (Duke University's basketball stadium) ready to throw my cap and say goodbye to JHS. It has been 10 years since then (?!) and my reunion was a few weeks ago.  While I din't make it, I did pause for a minute to think back. 

I remember singing to Tim McGraw and Alabama in Zak's jeep. I remember developing black and white photographs in the dark room. I remember writing for the Falcon's Cry (the school paper) and eating doughnuts in the library over production weekend. I remember getting a red card on the soccer field. I remember reading Candid, Cold Mountain, 1984, The Inferno and The Merchant of Venice in Ms. Kopeck's class. I remember singing with Cath in our auditorium. I remember talking to Rachael Miller every minute of every lesson every Sunday. I remember fighting for my rights on student council. I remember making a fake lunch pass for off campus to save $10-- and almost getting suspended after getting caught. I remember eating my moms homemade sandwiches every day. I remember wishing I could trade places with my sleeping cat while waking up for seminary. I remember being scared of Byron Martin. I remember almost every detail of Erin Barr's room. I remember fighting with my sisters about clothes. I remember Seesaw Studio, the giant fish painted on the wall and the hours of art projects.  I remember laughing hysterically with Will Jeck in the middle of Chemistry. I remember my hip hop dance class after school.  And I remember being really really really glad when it was all over.