I don't know if it's possible to make out individuals in this picture, but boy, was that a long line.Another in a series of snapshots from our graduation.
More to come.
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A meeting place for the W.T. Woodson High School Class of 1967 to discuss their past, present and future.
The questionnaire
We're still looking for more people to participate in "When I'm 64." Below is the questionnaire to fill out and send to Mike Rappaport at m_rappaport@earthlink.net.
Thanks.
Please answer the questions as fully as possible. Short answers are not useful, although they can be helpful in providing areas for follow-up in an interview. An answer of 2-3 paragraphs or longer to many of the questions will be appreciated.
1. Short answer here, and be honest. How did you view yourself in high school? (popular, jock, politico, nerd, school-spirited, etc.) And how did others view you?
2. How did you see our years at Woodson (1963-67) in the context of the same period in the U.S. Remember that there were race riots all over the country in those years, that Vietnam protest was beginning, etc. Were we involved? Were we sheltered?
3. A lot of fascinating things happened in the years immediately after we left high school – assassinations, Chicago ’68, the moon landing, Woodstock, more war protests, etc. What involvement did you have with any of these things?
4. In those same years, were you hippie or straight, military or protester? In other words, how did you finish the ‘60s?
5. Moving ahead, how did you enter adulthood? The traditional college and job model, or in and out of school finding yourself? Or have you resisted growing up all these years?
6. Here’s one you can skip if you like: Was the sexual revolution a part of your life, or have you been fairly traditional?
7. An important one: Has your life been relatively similar to that of your parents or very different? If so, how?
8. How much has high school remained an important part of your life? Lifelong friends, contacts, etc.?
9. How has your life so far turned out compared to what you thought it would be when you were 18? Very similar? Very different? How and why?
10. Tell us about your family.
11. Tell us the most interesting thing that ever happened to you.
12. Tell us – if you want – the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to you.
13. When was the time you stopped thinking of 64 as extremely old? What do you expect to be doing "when you’re 64?"
14. Philosophize a little – if you’d like – about the long, strange trip our generation has been on since 1967.
15. Tell us the best way to get in touch with you for a follow-up interview.
Thanks.
Please answer the questions as fully as possible. Short answers are not useful, although they can be helpful in providing areas for follow-up in an interview. An answer of 2-3 paragraphs or longer to many of the questions will be appreciated.
1. Short answer here, and be honest. How did you view yourself in high school? (popular, jock, politico, nerd, school-spirited, etc.) And how did others view you?
2. How did you see our years at Woodson (1963-67) in the context of the same period in the U.S. Remember that there were race riots all over the country in those years, that Vietnam protest was beginning, etc. Were we involved? Were we sheltered?
3. A lot of fascinating things happened in the years immediately after we left high school – assassinations, Chicago ’68, the moon landing, Woodstock, more war protests, etc. What involvement did you have with any of these things?
4. In those same years, were you hippie or straight, military or protester? In other words, how did you finish the ‘60s?
5. Moving ahead, how did you enter adulthood? The traditional college and job model, or in and out of school finding yourself? Or have you resisted growing up all these years?
6. Here’s one you can skip if you like: Was the sexual revolution a part of your life, or have you been fairly traditional?
7. An important one: Has your life been relatively similar to that of your parents or very different? If so, how?
8. How much has high school remained an important part of your life? Lifelong friends, contacts, etc.?
9. How has your life so far turned out compared to what you thought it would be when you were 18? Very similar? Very different? How and why?
10. Tell us about your family.
11. Tell us the most interesting thing that ever happened to you.
12. Tell us – if you want – the most embarrassing thing that ever happened to you.
13. When was the time you stopped thinking of 64 as extremely old? What do you expect to be doing "when you’re 64?"
14. Philosophize a little – if you’d like – about the long, strange trip our generation has been on since 1967.
15. Tell us the best way to get in touch with you for a follow-up interview.
One year and still going strong
We've passed the one-year mark, and after a very slow summer, we're back at it.
If you check the numbers (View My Stats), you'll see that we have had nearly 12,000 page hits. While that doesn't make us Matt Drudge or CNN.com, I think our little Woodson site has been a big success.
Please -- keep coming back.
If you check the numbers (View My Stats), you'll see that we have had nearly 12,000 page hits. While that doesn't make us Matt Drudge or CNN.com, I think our little Woodson site has been a big success.
Please -- keep coming back.
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9 comments:
That can't be our graduating class. The short gal on the left side of the photo appears to be holding a cell phone to her ear ... and I'm quite certain cell phones did not exist in 1967. - Debbie Averill Le Van
Mike, great shots all...sorry I missed the gathering...out of town tending to a parent..but hell, I am lazy and not sure I would have made it anyway...
I do see more than a few of the old gang from that time frame...mostly the guys but a few of the ladies too..
Let me work on it and I will post a few of the pictures that I have from a group of us that meet once a month for a luncheon..
My best to all here...those were good times...for sure..
Gene Bacon
I think she's just touching her hair.
Graduation night == anyone remember how I rear ended a car out in front of the school? It was at the peak of the hill as the cars were backed up turning into the parking lot. I had a fat lip for the graduation and the party afterwards. Had to go to the police station after graduation and before the party.
Gail
Gail, you were such a wild girl.
How many went to the beach that night? My parents would not allow me to go. I was so upset with them, but I know in hind sight that they made the right choice--I know for sure I would have done something I shouldn't. They were about to pull their last hairs out when they dropped me off at college end of that summer (and I know they each sighed a big breath of relief).
It sure was a fun weekend - some of us started out with an old fashioned "sleep over" at my house - just like the old days - Kathy Reichel (Katie Dyer now), Georganne Fletcher (Honeycutt) and Bryn Irving (Roth). We had a ball catching up on old friends, old times, and then it just got better on Saturday night. What fun. I had made the 10th reunion (really pregnant--what does that say about how old my son is now - Yikes!) and I'm sorry I missed the subsequent ones.
Hope to keep in touch
Jennifer Cornelson Addington
An interesting note - I was a VERY shy person in high school - didn't figure out how to be me until college and later. Anyway, an interesting note - I attended WTW for four years freshman through senior, and on the day of graduation the person in front of me, and the person behind me, and I introduced ourselves to each other. We had never met. That's how big Woodson was to me. Thanks for this site. I was unable to attend the reunion, but I'm enjoying all of this.
Sally Lloyd Lyberger
Sally, that is so true about never being able to know everyone because the class was so large. Even if I had not been shy,and had gone to grade school here I could never have known everyone in our class. I only was here for sophomore, junior and senior years.
But, having said that, do you remember back in the 1990's I was on an elevator in the Annex at Treasury and I spoke to you that I was not sure how I knew you, but you really looked familiar? We each threw out a few guesses and the one that matched was that we were in WTW 1967 class.
I think that is kind of how we all acted at this 40th reunion. We all have gotten past being too embarrassed to say anything to someone we did not know. What is wrong with saying, "I did not know you, but I remember you?" That is why this reunion worked so well this time. My eyesight is 58 years old and I just walked around grabbing classmates' name/picture badges so I could see who they were when I did not recognize them after 40 years!! If only we could have been like that when we were younger. But, no one is.
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