Lincoln Way East High School where I donned the hallway for Freshman and
part of Sophomore year before being expelled. SAY WHAT ??
The memories of sock hops and sticky stinky skunk pot, welcome to High School.
My Father had just passed away a few weeks before freshman year began. What a
trip to be walking into high-school as a 13 year old kid! Yeah you guys I was 13 my
freshman year. Let's just say I was the youngest and one of the shorter kids in my
class back in the 80's.
The last name "HERRHOLZ" was an easy remember to many a teachers not because
of the pronounciation, but the reputation. Having three older sisters hit the campus a decade back left memories with the staff. Plus a sister who was a year ahead on the same campus.
My sister closest in age was all the rage being the Homecoming Queen, Class President
and Captain Of the Rythm Knights. Preppy and surely was peaking in High School but what did we know back then.
The oldest sister left her mark as athletic (Gymnast) as well as studious to say the least.
She truly put others first and had more of a motherly role than sister.
The middle made her mark as the high school whore, what more a dirty drugged out big mouth piece of shit. I'm sure the guessing game just got real easy.
Oh what a contrast to see, have , be judged by and learn about. No worry I was about to leave my own mark and put the name on the history books of lincoln way forever.
How we form our relationships is and can be based on the what and whom we were raised with, by and see. My three sisters were a total contrast from one another and the differences
were notable in everyway. Body Language, Hygene, Eating Habbits, Emotional Ups And Downs. One was like Sybal as the other was like Mary Olson from little house on the prarie.
They way we learn from our sisters reflects strongly on a man and how or whom he chooses to date.
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