Death by Reality


A lot of people from the Class of 1968 died. Some lost their lives – many lost their dreams. As we used to say, “Same difference.”

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7 Responses to “Death by Reality”

  1. Brenda says:

    Is that you Franco in the black jacket?

  2. Frank Paolo says:

    It is. RLThomas, Webster – Class of ’68. I was one of the first high school students to sport a mustache. The Principal wanted to suspend me but since I was President of the School, he just spent his time yelling at me in his office a few times a week.

    I was always kind of the “turd in the punchbowl.”

  3. Steve says:

    Brenda…I tihnk I’m gonna steal your phrase..I like it…
    When someone is getting agitated…
    I’m just gonna say, “Relax, maybe you should go have a smootie” : – )

  4. Brenda says:

    Franco, you’d never be a turd in the punch bowl. Think of yourself as the spike in the punch bowl!

    Steve, I can’t take credit for the phrase. I was just playing off Franco’s punchline.

  5. Joseph Belle-Isle says:

    But Frank, were you like 21 when you graduated?- Just yanking your chain. When they were starting to draft more people we did have a guy come back to school at 21. The Voting machines were in the cafeteria and they posted teachers to keep the students out of the cafeteria. When Bell started to walk into the cafeteria they stopped him, and he showed them his voters card and told them, “But I”M going in there to vote!”

  6. Paul says:

    I love that photo. What was that about me not voting for you for president? I don’t remember that. I must have voted for you. Connie in the upper right hand corner is gone.

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