I read recently that adolescent brain development makes high school seem more dramatic and memories of it more vivid. (New Yorker Magazine: Why We Never Really Leave High School) I witnessed this recently as two elderly relatives reverted to memories of their teen years during their last weeks in hospice. I kept a journal during junior and senior year, writing a page every day. Between that and all the photos I took for the yearbook, I have quite a record of our SEHS years. Sadly, I tossed most of my negatives about a year before I got on Facebook. I look forward to seeing all of you and hearing your stories!