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I made this picture larger because of all the action involved in it. First, without a doubt, is pictured the inevitable
Mr. Estes, looking ever so foolish. Then if you look closer and to the right of Mr. E you'll see Mr. C, or
Mr. Cummings. And finally, over the right shoulder of Mr. Estes and his face turned away from the camera is Br. Thomas Casey. I always appreciated the personalized b-day cards that came from his desk. There's nothing in comparison in place today at the Academy. |
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Susie Q....one of the better known chics of my fan club. Again, she was a ' late bloomer ' to my network of friends. We've known and seen each other since Sophomore year, but we never really hung out until this year. This girl thinks EVERYTHING is funny. She'll think something is funny as long as it's presented in the right way. Right here in this picture, I have her mesmerized by the power of the great Wizzard.
WWWhhhhiiiiizzzzzzzzzzzzzaaaaarrrrdddddd!!!!!!!! |
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Well, what more do I need to say? House is groove thang on baby... House, a.k.a., Drew, is definately a person who not only can play football like there's no tomorrow, but as you can see, that boy can dance!!! Meg, on the other hand, always seems to get caught in some sort of pose that does her no justice. Hopefully I'll find a better picture that portrays her better than this one. Sorry Meg..... |
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Ah yes, May 18th, 2001. The Junior Prom. One of those nights filled with many memories. How does that saying go again? "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..." Maybe that not being totally the case, it was still a night that I won't forget. I'm not sure what I remember most, the food, the dance, the driving into, out of, and around Newport RI (after stopping at Bickford's ....yyyyeeeaaaaa...that's it...), or if it was the company I was with. Whatever the case may be, I know I had a lot to smile about and for when I parked the car in the garage at 2:45am.
Some of the memories: Singing songs from Top Gun in the car while wearing aviators sunglasses, driving to everyone's house for pictures, the music, the food, the dancing (cause I'm just so good at it!!!), leaving early...11:00pm NOT 10:30pm....driving to Newport and hearing the prom's theme song on the radio, almost falling asleep on the beach, Katie falling asleep the whole way home [however, for a good reason. If I could |
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of slept, I would of because of the same reasons (it's totally understandable Katie)], getting the girls home late, but SAFELY, Dana and I stopping for Dunkin Donuts for a little breakfast, and finally....getting to bed. I wish I would have been sober to remember the rest of what went on... JUST KIDDING!!!!! |
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The magical picture that somehow disappeared from your album, right Katie? |
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