Harrison Woodard

The Beginning Of The End

In January of 1983, I was beginning the last semester of my Senior Year in High School. And the only thing on my mind was leaving home and heading off to college. I had arranged my schedule where I had just one required course – English Literature for Seniors – basically college prep, and an elective class – German III. The remainder of my day was a mix of working in the office/homeroom – which became an extended, often off campus lunch time. A class on being a consumer. The concept being that we would learn everything from buying cars to homes, financing, taxes etc. – My assignment, as the only Senior was to set up interesting field trips to expand our knowledge base. And a few other classes like that which required very little homework, or study. I was working about 30 hours a week at the new Tom Thumb Supermarket and did not have the time to mess with homework. If it couldn’t be finished at school, in class, or during homeroom, it did not get completed.