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Post #312,033 by SpiceWare 7/30/09 11:11:48 AM Reply	#5 My first 2 years of high school, 80-82, was in McHenry, Illinois. If your parents signed a permission slip your ID had something on it that let you use the smoking area. In the winter the heater was so hot we'd often wear shorts(with snowpants to/from school). In contrast - my last 2 years were in Portland, Texas. They had security guards and all the restrooms were locked except for the pair by the main office. In spite of the heat, I got in trouble for wearing shorts on my first day (as well as for having a mustache).
Post #312,036 by jay 7/30/09 11:29:16 AM Reply	Re: #5 My first 2 years of high school, 80-82, was in McHenry, Illinois. If your parents signed a permission slip your ID had something on it that let you use the smoking area. My high school was officially no smoking. But the bathrooms always smelled like smoke and it was a running joke that the principle ran the smoking students out because he wanted some privacy when he smoked. Jay
Post #312,037 by boxley 7/30/09 11:30:39 AM Reply	we had a smoking club, I refused to join hung out with my buds while an assistant pricipal would skulk on the roof with binoculars trying to catch us
Post #312,040 by crazy 7/30/09 11:48:20 AM Reply	My highschool was a 2 class alternative school. My teacher smoked, and took the whole class out on smoke breaks every 45 minutes.
Post #312,053 by folkert 7/30/09 1:32:26 PM Reply	Explains... MUCH!
Post #312,100 by crazy 7/31/09 9:36:17 AM Reply	Memoriiiieeesssssss Nah, not for you. But I was contacted by an old classmate from that school. She, and another friend, lived with me for a while. Ahh, wild times. They ended up getting married, and divorced about 2 years ago. They both kicked off a facebook request to me within minutes of each other. It was a race! 3 weeks of email and phone tag, I'll be visiting her this weekend. Was doing the same to the ex-husband, but he had some very odd gaps in his email timing. Turned out he was in jail for a while, she sent him there. Nothing violent, he just doesn't believe in paying child support, and then does silly crap like pull flowers from the yard he no longer owns. Ahh, ain't alcohol grand? Anyway, I expect there will be a bit of memory lane time. I should record the conversation (with permission of course). I've done that with an old girlfriend. It's amazing what you end up recording. That book might pop out of me yet.

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