High School Memory

The track team traveled to southern Utah for the Annual Dixie College Invitational.  After we arrived some of us were eating at a local restaurant and were told there was a dance that evening at the college.  Our waitress looked like Olivia Newton John and she was going so we decided we must attend as well.  Not one of us, Cam Smith, Bob Wolford, Gary Holman, or me, dared to ask Olivia to dance, all night we just watched everyone else do their thing.  Completely ignoring all other responsibilities and drinking un-spiked punch we stayed at the dance for far too long and finally wondered back to the team hotel.  Earl Combs, track coach and concerned adult, was waiting for us.  Earl proceeded to give us the what for, even threatened not let us compete and eventually sent us to bed.   Apparently there was a curfew, which was a surprise to me and we were not there for bed-check.  The next morning Earl pulled the four of us aside and gave us a very passionate speech, his two main themes were responsibility and disappointment.  For the rest of the trip and throughout the remainder of the school year many conversations the four of us had started by jokingly stating how disappointed we were with each other.

Submitted by Corey Rammell

Memory from a classmate

November 7, 1983

 
 

I have got to tell you about Mr. Sayes.  One day during 2nd period, Michelle Baxters class, he walked in with his zipper down a bit.  After taking roll he started telling them one of those stories. You know how he really gets into them. Well he stood up and his zipper seemed to be all the way down. Then he put his hands into his pockets and his fly was just wide open and his shirt was sticking out. Everyone was laughing. He thought they were laughing at his story.  Finally he figured out what they were laughing at.  He turned bright red. We get a big kick out of teasing him about it now. He still turns red.

Submitted by Tami Erwin Anderson