July 1992: The summer before my junior year of high school, I was in a very bad bicycle accident. I’m not sure exactly what happened, but the gist of it is I was riding down a curve in the middle of town, and my bicycle’s front tire seized up. It stopped, I didn’t. I literally……
Traveling to Murray after school every Monday for clarinet lessons. I loved having the freedom to drive myself and to hang out with friends and have a little dinner before coming back to town. Those were some of my favorite memories from high school.