I ended up not seeing a great many people during my visit, but that was okay, because it gave my father and me a chance to talk and talk and talk, and that was very good. My brother Gregory had a surprise waiting for me – a box full of old papers, photos, and suchlike that all belong to me. Most of it dates from my high school years or shortly thereafter, including the item you see pictured here. That’s a button I paid a few bucks to acquire when my friend Ed and I visited Cedar Point Amusement Park in Sandusky, Ohio in about 1978, which would have made me about 19 years old. That’s me on the right and Ed on the left. Lest you should despair at our scruffy appearance, be aware that Ed went on to become my brother-in-law, my ex-brother-in-law, a successful high school teacher, a noted play director at his school, a happy husband and father, and of late, a recording artist who gives concerts and has a CD for sale. But as I’ve often said, we all have a past, and this button pretty much demonstrates that.
There is one other item from that box of memorabilia that I’d like to share today. It’s from an essay I wrote during my senior year at De La Salle Collegiate High School in Detroit for Psychology class. The topic involved discussing the differences between short-term and long-term memory. I won’t bother quoting from what I wrote, but I do want to relate what the teacher, Mr. Peabody, wrote at the bottom: “Some of these ridiculous ideas could have been quite good – do you know anything about this topic?” In spite of Mr. Peabody’s devastating assessment of my work, please note that he awarded my paper a grade of B+, so I must have done something right! I don’t recall how I felt about his critique at the time, but reading it now, I find it pretty hysterical!