High School :
4 years of your life that we spend the rest of our life either trying to relive, or trying to forget.

18 was legal drinking age at the time and we had a party at the country club. Drinks were too expensive to get very smashed plus my girl friend at the time was 17 and a year behind me in school so she couldn't drink (legally). We called it a night around midnight. Went to the lake the next day for more partying.

Class of 1993 hooked up the boat went to Toledo Bend got a guide the first day . Cause 18 was drinking age in La at that time...

Another Class of 72 with legal drinking age of 18.

Party started on Friday night and finally ended Sunday night.

I was the good kid that stayed home.

Shoot I did that for most of college. It was the working world that made me start drinking

I didn't party at all. I went straight home and started studying for college.

Guarantee I didn't stay home. BUT the only thing I remember about that day is I almost didn't get to walk the stage because the assistant principal thought may hair was too long. Mom had to pin it up. It's funny though, nobody told me what I couldn't do when I went off to college. First thing I did was cut my hair short. Just wanted to stick it to the man, I guess.

Yep. Had a great time. May 77, Andrews TX.

Class of 71, No recollection at all , alcohol may have been involved, Showed up late and hungover to Graduation Practice.
Was allowed to walk , but not allowed on the senior trip.

MO

Hopped in my parents van with a couple of buddies to go trout fishing in Colorado. Spent the night in the van on Raton Pass.

Here's a fun fact about me and my graduation...I was the first and only graduating student that kissed our Principal. It was on the cheek and she wasn't expecting it at all. Had the stadium blow up with laughter as it caught her off guard. She and I had a long standing relationship due to me making several visits throughout my 4 years of HS. My file was around an inch thick with complaints and awards. I was bored throughout school so I was the class clown. They could never understand how I was usually top of the class but also the a$$ in class. School came easy to me during that time. Graduated with honors at 3.81 GPA.

I was at a rodeo in Bandera getting on a bareback horse. Ended up winning 2nd and had a few beers out in the parking lot with the guys.

Class of 79, there were around 970 in my graduating class. With a last name in the T's i sat there a long time waiting for my turn, glad that i had a bottle of Jack Daniels to keep me company.