They say confession is good 4 the soul. So here is a story of minor confession. First weekend after graduation. Me and a friend whose identity I will leave blank.....................were going to pick up another friend. OK we both had a couple of beers. It was the first Saturday after. graduation. As we drove past our recently graduated high school one of us suggested we urinate on the school. So we pulled in back of the school and went to where the old Gym was located. It was after seven and no one was around. A few feet from a drinking fountain in back we let it rip. On this solemn occasion of minor rebellion for some reason we decided to sing our Alma Mater.
On the heights above the Hudson , famed in history seen , stands our noble Alma Mater , gracious and serene.
Castleton will keep they memory ever in it's heart , may they teachings guide us safely , though we're far apart.
We finished , started to laugh and went back to the truck. As we pulled out down the road we saw a Schodack police car. Call it teenage paranoia , or perhaps we somehow had not committed the perfect crime we hung a left and went in the opposite direction from where we were going. Took another right , headed towards Gould Apple Orchards. Low and behold as we looked back so did the police car. Oh shit. He was still far back , we speeded up. No doubt probably just on patrol but we wanted to get away. So we ended up pulling into the Eckert's driveway and pulled behind a tree. The police car passed. at a rather high rate of speed. Hhhmmm. better cover our trail. So we took a longer route around. After a couple of minutes we both started laughing. A cathartic laugh , a deep laugh that came from deep within us. We were graduates , to many memories and I assure you not all good. Free at last , free at last , thank God Almighty we are free at last. We pulled over & continued our laugh fest for a couple of minutes. Lets go pick up J. We had in a small way moved on. I know , how immature , stupid , etc. But we have both gone onto responsible adulthood , and most likely remember our farewell.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
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