Mine is this weekend in my hometown of Indianapolis. I was planning on going, but I injured my knee, and after having surgery, it’s still not right. My graduating class was over 1300. I sat in the last row for the ceremony, and it took forever. Being the rebel that I am, I had a squirt gun. Not just any squirt gun mind you, but a Green Avenger.
This squirt gun hid easily under my gown. It could squirt over 20 feet, and it resembled a set of brass knuckles. I graduated in 1977, and really didn’t like high school. I was lucky that I had a lot of friends, but never felt like I really fit in. I went to a very wealthy high school where many of the kids drove brand new, expensive cars. I drove a 1963 Chevy pick up truck, flat black, step side, long bed. I wore a cowboy hat. I do believe I started the trend in my high school of girls wearing cowboy hats. My cowboy hat was all leather. I’m from Indiana, so I’m not a Southern girl by any stretch.
I’ve always been a girly girl, so yeah I’m wearing my cowboy hat with red lipstick and a skirt. My truck was primer black, and I had a load of firewood in the back for the longest time.
My truck was super fast. I had so much fun driving it, as it was a four speed with a Hurst shifter and 454 engine. I’ll never forget the time when I was speeding out of the school parking lot, and got pulled over. The cop walked up to my truck, and as I was coming up with some lame excuse, he politely said “I use to own this truck, and am well aware of how fast it is.” Turns out my brother had bought the truck from this cop, and I bought it from my brother. I would race anybody. It was always fun to see the look on guys faces as I was smoking them at the stop light! By a girl no less in a cowboy hat! My one and only bumper sticker was “Capricorns are great lovers” in the back window! You wouldn’t believe the looks I would get from people! Mind you I was living in the bible belt, and you would have thought I had a “F*&k Jesus” sticker instead.
We were told that girls had to wear a skirt under their graduation gowns, oh hell to the no!
I was wearing my favorite light blue Levi corduroys! Did I care if it was hot as hell, no! I mean look at me, I look like goofball with my almost afro hair under my cap. The bane of my curly head existence!
I had so much fun squirting people and seeing the looks on their faces, wondering like WTF, where did that come from! Ha! Lucky for me many of my high school classmates are Facebook friends so we still keep in touch. Maybe I’ll show up at the 50th reunion!
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