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Part of a family, LCHS style….

While I have written about this before, I am writing about this again.  I am part of a family.   A bigger family than even I could have imagined.   I was cut off from this family for a number of years.  But funnily enough, this family doesn’t care how long you’ve been out of touch, they just simply care about you.

Don’t get me wrong, we are a varied bunch. We argue amongst ourselves, we get down right nasty at times, we don’t believe in the same things, but for some unknown reason, we all bonded.  From the time we were all together, to those that pass on this road before us and after us.

I had the pleasure of riding along this road for 3 years.  Some of these people, I know oh so well, and they know me.  Some of these people are silent  about reading my blog, other’s are more vocal, but wish to remain quiet.

The funny thing is though, our numbers are dwindling.  You see, we were young, and thought the world was our playground, it is and was, for some of us.    Many of us are going home to be with our Maker, and the rest of us are sitting here thinking that question.  How long do we actually have left.

I have seen so many of my fellow LCHR“S pass, some to early.   Some that make me question everything.  But ya know what?  I guess, it is part of getting older.  It just makes me want to reach out to each and every one of them, and tell them, HEY, you impacted my life one way or another, and I truly love you guys.  Maybe it was being in a foreign country, and living in the dorms with other people like me.  We were teenagers, and believe me I’ve thought about this a lot.  Not too many could have done what we did.  There was no parental influence, it was up to us, to guide each other, and go back on what we were tought, as young children.

The stories of “climbing the hill”, to just thinking about what we were given.  We truly had a UNIQUE upbringing.  Something that today, I’m not quite sure they could handle.  We truly were, “BRATS”    There were no racial, nor he’s/she’s better than me.  We were all one.

It wasn’t just the fact of the “dormies”, there were day student’s too.  They went home every night to their parents, and lived the life, but us dormie‘s….well, uhm..  we were special.  We all had each other, and  while the kids of today could not have handled what we did, we did it.

I come from a very unique group.  We were all brother’s and sister’s, and we all looked out after each other, and if truth be told today, we still kind of do it.

Here it is, for me, 34, 35  years later, and I still have private messages from some of those peeps.   If anyone ever asked me, if I could go back in time, where would I go? I would tell them straight up, back to LCHS and be a dormie.  To the AYA and the Bowling Alley, and all the fun times I had, but now?  If I go, I would have to take all of my kids and My Electrician too.

Somewhere along the line, I learned, truly learned, that while those where some of the Best times in my life (along with some of the funnest times of my life), I had to grow up sometime.  But the funny thing to me?

All of those things from my “growing up” years are still here.  Sure, we have grown up into “fine upstanding adults”, and have done our part to progress,   But what I would not do to be standing on the stage with all of my friends singing at the top of our lungs “OKLAHOMA where the sun shines”, just one more time.  Although for me….I was never on stage, I was more of a backstage girl.

I think the thing for me today, dealing with all I am dealing with, I know, in my heart AND in my head, I am never alone.  They have all shown me that in one way or another.

While it is so easy to go back in my memory and remember, it is even better today, some many odd years later, to see them still here with me. That is Family……….

Love all my LCHS peeps, more than you know…… from an only daughter of a Parkinson’s Momma, to ALL of her LCHS  brothers and sisters…..

Reflections….LCHS style….

I went to a boarding school.  It was called LCHS, otherwise known as London Central High School.

I’m an only child, but I am not alone.  You see, all these kids I went to school with and lived with in the Dorms.  uhmm….they were like sisters and brothers that I had never had.   I  can call upon them at ANY time and know they will be by my side no matter what.

I was blessed in the fact that the Farmer sent to me a school uhm… a few years ago and I lived there for 5 days a week and came home on the weekends.  Mind you I was 14 – 15 years of age and I completed that until I was uhm.  17 when I graduated.

So while I want to give Props to the Farmer, uhm…these are the one’s I grew up with and taught me about life.  We all went thru it together, we lived the drama of the day, went thru countless fire alarms at 2 am…. ( You always knew who pulled them because they were the one’s fully clothed.) 

There are so many memories that I have and cherish…who else can say by the time they were 16 had been half way around the world and experienced what I had?    Not many….

I have the trip to Russia with my friends (I swear they tried to get me sent to Siberia), uhmmm that was at age 16, I have the many trips on the last train in Waterloo to my hometown of Surbiton, Surrey at the age of uhm…16, of running to my flat knowing I had broken curfew with the Farmer, hoping my butt would not be whipped. 

My childhood was not the original one.  I had the experience to grow up in a different culture than what I was used to,  I learned that things are not always what they seem, and just because I was across the pond (ok kids ya know what I mean)  things were good.  At least to me they were.

There are so many memories it’s hard to put into one post.  But for you that are reading this….I Love each and every one of you.   From climbing that damn hill and ya’ll know which one I am speaking of…..This is a Thank you from the bottom of my heart….

I may be on only child …..but I am not alone…cuz I got brothers and sisters….

This picture was taken by one of my brothers…Jesse Kelly, his Momma was one of my favorite people on the planet…Mrs. Gail Kelly, she is one of the people who inspired me in my youth.  She was one of my teachers at LCHS, and I truly admire her.  I have kept in touch with her and her son’s  (ok I had a MAJOR crush on her oldest Sean)  hehehe  but that is beside the point….  This picture popped up on my Facebook page today and I just sat and stared at it…..I asked jesse for the honor of borrowing it and he said yes….

I look at this pic and it reminds me of days gone by…..Thanks to Jesse and all those who made my childhood years…such a memory.  To My room-mate P–I love you and thank you, and that you and I still talk….I love that goofy girl.  But most of all I thank all my LCHS brothers and sisters……I am truly blessed…..