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Recalling high school for some people is like reliving their “glory days.” For me, it was one of the worst times of my life, not that anyone knew that at the time. 

The Songs, “Feelin’ Groovy,” “Peace Train,”“Bridge Over Troubled Waters,” and "Jesus Christ Superstar" are the songs that sum up these years for me.  I was lucky enough to have been raised during the years when Woodstock rocked and thrummed through our culture and the spirit of flower power wove itself like daisy garlands through the era.

Yes, I took a stab at it.  I lived at the beach.  It would have been a sin to let such an opportunity…or challenge pass me by, but I certainly wasn’t going to do it with an audience of friends from college! They all kept telling me I would be really good at it because I was a gymnast and had good balance. Maybe so, but I had to learn to swim first, didn’t I?

This story could be labeled Part 2 in the dumb stuff young people do (or at least, I did), who think we are invincible or somehow know all the answers in our early 20’s.

Most of us kids born in the 50's and 60's constantly heard these words from our parents. Digital toys were simply not even a figment of one's imagination back then. We played outside. We used our imaginations and figured out how to entertain ourselves.

“Head out, girls,” were Dad’s predictable words each time we began a hike.  I think I had hiked every inch of the 53 miles of trails in Griffith Park, all before I was 14.

For good or bad, while I never wanted to be on the stage, I always wanted to be noticed.  My one and only day in “lights” came at age 6, when I received televised recognition. This is the tale of of an Easter Egg Rolling Contest as a child and lessons learned.