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Ocean City High School…
by Ed Matlack

Friday, April 21, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Finding some fond memories of late...



 


 


To OCHS we went,


Never to get there a penny spent,


Twelve miles away to the north,


A million miles away from Sea Isle’s protective cocoon,


Never did we meet in Sea Isle, then, an African American,


From freshman year we were on their list to us torment…


 


As kids we see things differently,


They were just kids too for us,


Though they seemed to act tough,


And called us whitey, things everywhere were rough…


 


Four years of growing,


Four years with knowing,


At the end we would be away,


No longer in Sea Isle, its lifestyle easygoing…


 


How we now sometimes do miss,


That time in our lives, that pure bliss,


Virgins we were to the world that did then exist,


After high school we were pushed or sometimes thrown,


Down into the realm of reality, into an adult abyss…


© ed ~ 4/21/06

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Reviewed by Kate Clifford 4/21/2006
The old times did have their moments didn't they?
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 4/21/2006
Thanks for sharing your memories Ed!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Crystal Silver Angel (Reader) 4/21/2006
Nice pen here, Ed..

Love And Peace, JoAnne
Reviewed by Birgit and Roger Pratcher 4/21/2006
We too sometimes miss those old times, filled with bliss, but the memories are a blessing too. We enjoyed your shared memories!
Birgit and Roger
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) 4/21/2006
Some very interesting thoughts, pleasurable read...
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson 4/21/2006
I was s0ooo happy to graduate....
Don't think much about those days,
but do think about all the girls.
I was very fickle....I loved them all..
no, I didn't make love to them all, but tried.
Hi Ed! Hi Rufuz......Did Rufuz go
to High School?
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 4/21/2006
Wonderful write, Ed; well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 4/21/2006
How we now sometimes do miss,
That time in our lives, that pure bliss,

I miss many things from 'the old days,' but at least we have our memories, and hopefully the good ones can sustain us.




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