Pictures recovered with help from Matthew Randolph.
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Derek Smith, Tina Smith.
Tina posts on our message board: "Wow! Great job on the pictures - I just wanted to say what a great job you did." (28-Jul-2001)
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Sherry Pichon, Carson Pichon. Carson's memory page says: ""I fooled around and fell in love" with my wonderful wife, Sherry. We're busy raising our two children, Mitchell and Stephanie. I've been working the last 18 years for the US Postal Service. There's been lots of soccer practice, swimming, lessons and family vacations. Children do keep you busy!"
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Lissa Barker, Don Spencer.
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Michelle Jones, Sharon Lackey.
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Vince Moore, Kelley Moore. Vince's memory book page says they have a baby named Preston, interests include Medieval Recreation.
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Karen Rush. Another CMHS girl I remember, dimly.
I didn't really start having healthy relationships with girls -- girlfriends or just friends -- until after 11th grade. That's mostly because I didn't have a lot of contact with females my age, as I was ensconced in the Orange Coast College Computer Center day and night. (OCC is across the street from CMHS -- I wasn't very far away from the rest of the pack.) Literally. By the end of 9th grade I was routinely leaving the house in the morning and staying all day in the computer lab with the possible exception of attending a college math class, after which I'd come back to the computer center until they closed, at midnight, or until I came home for dinner. When I started earning an income, I could buy myself dinner at the college snack bar.
This resulted in CMHS washing their hands of me, and I spent all my days on the college campus ostensibly taking a full load of classes there. Ipso facto, I didn't see much other people my age, except for the handful of other computer types from our class (or the one behind us, e.g. Conrad) who came to the computer center when they were able. Usually that meant after school -- so, lost in the timelessness of the airconditioned lab, I could tell time by the ebb and flow of people arriving and leaving. When the high schoolers showed up, it meant it was after 3 o'clock.