A Step (or Stumble) Into the Past

Yes, I am a packrat.  Or at least a semi-packrat.  And yes, I have been journaling since high school.  This past week, while looking for a cable to hook up an old vhs player in my room (don’t we have tons of those things stuffed somewhere) I located the book containing the following…..

Scary isn’t it?  From 1973.  Hasn’t scrapbooking come a llooonnnngggg way!

Since I have recently reconnected with a few people from my high school, I thought it might be fun to pull it out and see what was really in it.

Sidebar:  Really weird……recently joined a letter writing group.  Sent a note to a person on the list.  She lives in Ft. Worth, TX.  I grew up in Duncanville, right next door.  Turns out I graduated with her sister and she is a year younger, so was there with me in high school.  Out of all the internet, 1200 miles apart and 35 years, we connect up.  And no, I didn’t know her…..she was an UNDERCLASSMAN!  Get real!

Couple of things I have pulled out so far. 

SPIRIT RIBBONS!

 

Do they even do these anymore?  I know my daughters never had them.  But every Friday during the football season (after all this was Texas in the 70’s) we had a red and a blue ribbon promoting that week’s game.  You could buy 1 or both.  Homecoming ribbons would have the whole team listed on it.  Of course, it was possible to earn extra points on your Friday test if you had the ribbons for that week’s game and even more points if you knew the score of last week’s game.  This was if you had a coach for a teacher.

The program from Senior Day.  We all paraded across the stage.  Our last hurrah.

 

This is the stack of newspapers I kept, about two years worth.  I was editor my junior and senior year.  Back in the day when we used a TYPEWRITER to type everything out and then cut and pasted, using rubber cement.  After a long session of layout you felt really good.  Was years before I learned about the dangers of sniffing rubber cement.  Could explain an awful lot. 

The mice have also discovered my high school memories.  But not too bad for almost 35 years in various boxes.

As you can tell from the condition of the items, archival safe was not available at that time, but I want to redo the book and save things a little better over the next few weeks.  So be prepared for more of my history.  At least I didn’t have big hair back then!