Memorable Years

At a dinner tonight, I spoke with someone who also grew up in Portland. We talked about how things had changed, and then we talked about the high schools we went to including Wilson, Benson, Washington-Monroe, and Franklin. It seems that one's high school years are always memorable years, probably because we were such impressionable kids at that age trying to deal with self-awareness, self-esteem, innocence and maturity, friendships and arguments, teachers and administrators and parents, extracurricular activities, dating, learning to drive, and a whole host of other items. Yes, those are memorable years, and then we move on.