I first met the brothers in 1969. I was a public school kid prior to then and dreaded having to go to Catholic school where I imagined there was midieval pain and torture from the priests and nuns. Turns out it was the beginning of a life long relationship with a amazing group of friends who I have come to love like brothers
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Yeah sure, like you were some sort of Greek God back in the day. EVERYONE dressed like a dork in the seventies. And Dan, there WAS midieval torture in the early days of St Agatha. Can you imagine a 5 year old kid getting rapped on the knuckles with a ruler or pointer THESE days?
There were no dorks at St. Eugene. Denise Lester wouldn't allow it. Her extraordinary nascent breasts allowed her to exercise absolute power over all whose eyes fell upon them.
what are you talking about???ALL the guys from that school were dorks....it wasn't until you came to Agatha that being such dorks wasn't cool...
and ok DL a nice bod buuut not that nice....you guys did live a sheltered life
In our early years in school, we were young prey, almost "youth on a stick", we just didn't know it. :)
Remember laying on the floor in the coat room in Room 3 watching to girls go by and looking up their dresses?
Now, that's what I call "bonding at an early age". DJ was probably our leader.
The only problem was Randy laid in wait for Grace Ley. Remember she used to get our lunches down off the shelf because she was the only one tall enough? One time during the pledge of allegiance I heard a noise behind me and just as I turned Lorraine Smith heaved all over my corduroys. Whoever was the nun in second grade Caroline somthing (?) yelled at me for letting her do it. My mom had to bring me new pants
Our motto at Aggies was strong. Make new friends keep the old. Yea when Dan came no one knew what to make of him. He fit a mold just not any we recognized. The strip poker at Frans in eighth grade was eyeopening. When she got to her panties, we were clickin. Listen darlin, if ya happen to lose, just you slip em to your knees, and if ya happen win (haha)you can pull em back up. Never had so many aces up our sleeves. The Kesslers smoothe as silk, loosened ua all up a wee bit
rb...i never layed on any floor to look up some girls skirt you loser....
if i wanted to take a peek i would either lift up her skirt myself or ask her to lift it....
tellit....i remember going over to Parents house with Danny Griffin and playing that game once w/her and Laseki....i lost..lol
Parent was down to her undies , Kathy had her top off and those boobs look sooooo nice
8th grade .... sat behind Kathy in the back of the class, Fran was across the aisle on our right...i use to cop a feel all the time on those firm titties of Laseki...would put my hand between her arm and body and feel to my hearts content....i forget who sat behind Fran but he would do the same w/her..
Nick sat across the aisle on my left...he could see every time we would cop a feel...one day thru sign lang. he asked if he could cop a feel .... i felt sorry for him plus my hand was cramping up from squezzing her titties so much ,so i said go ahead... so he crawled out of his desk and came around so the teacher wouldn't see him out of his seat, put his hand between her arm and body and was just feeling away....he was smiling and all happy and i felt happy for him cuz he was sooo happy!
well Fran looked over and saw it was Nick and said real loud "IT'S NICK!"
Kathy clamped her arm down so haed and quick i thought she broke Nicks arm, lol...eveyone turned around in class to see what was going on , i was laughing and Nick was sooooo happy , bless is heart....
Kath wasn't pissed for long though cuz by the end of class i was feeling her up again...lol
that woman (laseki) is scary though...she spooked me a bit at Kesslers after the 25th...
she has some vendetta for me, dont know why...bb was standing there when she said she still had to get even with me....
some time during the night she was sitting across from me at Carols dining table, rubbibg her bare feet up my leg and my balls...
that was the same night the King was humping Kesslers counter top
I know there is still a lot of scanning for me to do before I can contribute any pictures. Our formative years were not all that interesting, a few funny stories maybe, not bestseller material.
My eyes were opened pretty wide around sixth or seventh grade when I got a view of the next stage of life, the Teen years.I went to Joe Engel's house for a sleep over,a chance to "break the rules" and stay up late and maybe split a six pack between three guys. Anyway, I got there and Joe and Mark Geirak (sp?) were checking out their haul.
from a B & E they just pulled in the neighborhood. Can't remember much of what they stole except for a 12 guage shotgun, they were pretty pumped telling me the story. I realized at that point a life of crime was not in my future. If you don't count possession of stolen property, that is.
I (we?) were pretty happy to partake in consuming beer, wine, champagne, liquor and cigarettes someone ELSE stole. It's quite possible that Aladdin's went out of business due to the single handed efforts of our "supplier"
Grade School, High School, Traveling and Alaska are probably the main chapters, for me anyway.
I don't think anyone will be interested in the "responsible" years. We are the enemy now, just another part of the "system" paying taxes to the Man.
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