When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I tend to ponder the ever-changing stages of life.  As I embark upon an adventure of acceptance and rejection, scholarship applications and weighty decisions which shall undoubtedly advise my future I reflect on the passing of my high school age.  I unpack my library of memories (those that have not been lost in thick hazes, drowned by oceans of fun, and survived winter’s many flavored blizzards) I can only realize that it has been my sophomore and senior years that have served to most drastically shape my character.  Why?  Perhaps it is the sad fact that both of these years saw a rather serious rumble with the law, but I would rather cater to my optomistic side and say that these threshold years were more heavily influenced by the man who needs no introduction, or mention for that matter.  From honors englishII to AP lit I have been in this man’s presence long enough to know that his words and lessons shall ring in my brain forever (good or bad I do not know).  Beyond his nurturing encouragement and humbling lessons, witty humor and inate ability to relate (regardless of difference of age or title) it has also been the room full of classmates that have shared these experiences with me.  Without such curiosity and diversity that has surrounded me I am doubtful that he would’ve been able to make such a profound impact.  For this I thank you all for giving that which you all have given, for each of your individual contributions have been absolutely essential in creating such a life changing experience.  The experience that one can only have with their family.       In the honor of this family I will list the initials (as to not comprimise any identities) of all of my brothers and sisters who have made this all possible.  In no specific order except the order of which they come to mind (which is a bit rusted mind you) : JR, CF, SC, KD, KB, CP, MR, MM, JC, ABV, LN, RM, RP, KM, CF, WB, LS, KJ, MS, AA, DSP, NS, CE, MT, SK, EM, KP, KL.  I love you all.                                       

Hold on now, wipe your tears and calm your giggles because this post is not meant to be some emotional rant, or midyear stretch suicide note.  Not at all, I am writing this in search for suggestions and opinions from all of you.  Permanence is not to be taken lightly, and I have fully decided that the impact of these two classes has been something that will forever affect my future.  For this reason I have decided that I shall tattoo my body in honor and rememberence of these classes.  Please comment with any thoughtful suggestion you have and I will take them all into careful consideration.

                                                                  – Thank you all on so many levels

                                                                                            TC