Famous or Infamous? Everybody is at least one of them in a small town.
Next Saturday is my 20 year High School Reunion. I am suppose to be painting my basement walls right now but I couldn't resist the urge to go digging up old pictures of the so called "good ol' days." Go ahead, have a laugh at these senior pics:
I will not be posting any of the other pictures I have sprawled out in front of me right now.
Frankly I have mixed feelings about the event. I suppose who wouldn't. But truth be told my high school years were my "building a testimony" years. Same with college. When the Good Book talks about the old man, sure I was young back then but that is the part of my life I always think of when I consider my old man.
I realize most people have memories they'd love to forget about their high school years. I understand. But these are my memories. I have more that I'd like to wipe out of existence than the ones that bring me a smile. Thank God for sports and those friends otherwise who knows.
I am looking forward to seeing everyone but I cringe thinking about story telling time.
The inspiration for my senior pic doo comes from a famous 80s rock star. Who is that singer?
Hint one: He sang pure stadium anthems (who didn't) and charted a song about driving really fast - or his inability to drive below the speed limit.
Hint two: He was a lone star for a while but then took over as the b front man of one of the most famous and wealthiest rock bands of all time.