It was October, 1980, and high school football was in full swing. We would gather at the game, and spend the next two hours either walking around with our girlfriends or trying to find one. I moved to Atlanta that month and year, and you guys have never left my mind. My last memory at the middle school was telling Mr. Garrett ( Science, one gray eye, one brown ) I did not care about going to the principal's office for being late to class for walking Leah Robinson to her class, because I was moving in a week...Dee sat two chairs down from me, and man was she cute...I remember a lot about those days, because I have been nostalgic for them ever since we left. Take care ya'll, and I hope you guys are all well. Remember me? John Lowe, Class of 1987...
John Lowe