High school was not a big deal to me. My grad party started with a fifth of Seagram's 7 Crown and a keg of Michelob. A buddy and I killed the fifth. I was just glad to be out of there. Graduated 14th (by GPA) out of 425 or so. Went to a big school. But it was no big friggen deal when it came time to get a job. My years of actually working in a grocery store while in school counted for more. Getting thru high school is no big accomplishment these days. Look at your avg college athelete. They did it to- so what? Excited to do it yes. Proud? Maybe for some. Lots more things to be more proud of. First buck, first big fish, first lay, and the biggest at that age- your first car. Now that meant something! 74 Jeep CJ5, 304 V8, 3/4 cam, headers, soft top, hurst shifter, hangman's nooses hanging from the roll bar for grab bars, and a kick ass 8 track tape deck! Now that was something to be proud of! And yes I'm old. Graduated in 78 and have not seen more than 4 people from my class in the last 32 years even though I live less than an hour from there. And ya know what? Most people will end up the same way. So who cares about it. It was what it was and it was done the day after I got out of there and never looked back.
