Is Your Class Reunion Right Around The Corner?
So there I was, on February 6, 1978, having my picture taken for a special page in the high school annual. On the Yearbook staff, as a journalism student for three years, I really, really believed, that standing on the same elite pedestal as the jocks, was about to be a wish come true. If only the movie “Can’t Buy Me Love” was made ten years earlier, I would have known what impossible task I was up against, in trying to get a date for my Senior Prom!
March 8th: Finally… got enough nerve to ask Shellee Snedigar after following her to each class. Eight hours I labored. It only took her 6 seconds to “roll her eyes” in disgust. Strike one!
March 23rd: Dawn Anderson was my lab partner in Biology and Chemistry. We both hated the frog dissection assignment, we both sat together in the visiting bleachers during home games; WE were connected — like a proton and neutron! She also said…”no, you may expect something else from me”. She was right. Strike two!
April 11th: I helped Lori Gastenau pass History with a grade of D+, and as a return favor, she asked me to be her date at the Sadie Hawkins dance. Once we arrived, she “two-stepped” all night — with all the other guys — while I maintained a vigil at the punch bowl licking my wounds. Hard to believe I still asked her to the prom, huh? She broke out into so much laughter, people wanted to know what the joke was about. Strike three!
Between April12th and May19th, I struck out another dozen times! I always admired Gayne whom I worked with at Der Wienerschnitzel ( a fast food hot dog joint at the time). I mean we climbed the ladder together, being hired and promoted only days apart. A real dynamo, she went from drinks to fries to cashier to shift manager in four days. I was her assistant on day five! And on May 29th…less than one month from the big day, she said…YES!