School's out for summer! In 1990, that meant leaving the dorms of LVC to go home -- and home was where I had been since running away in March of my senior year of high school -- with the Woodwards. This being summer, it means I was working at the local McDonalds, riding my bike with my friends (mine a 10 speed, theirs BMX racing bikes) to the Plaza and about town, and learning how to take naps from Tuppy, the family cat (RIP).
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