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Please be advised, not to try these stories at home, without children supervision!

Setting: Senior year, about early spring 1975, Speech class with Walter Berhalter.

If you took this class, you remember our main goals were to stand up in class and give speeches with confidence and conviction! Walter really was a great teacher, no matter the rumors or innuendoes which did circulate, he showed/instructed alternate ways to look at life, things and ideas. He really did push you to do, what he saw your potential could be. He gave us great leeway’s on our projects, as to encourage our points to come across clear and focused. This time the class assignment was related to some kind of promotion, to enhance the speech and pitch. My speech was about sugarless bubble gum (close to my pancreas, since I was diabetic). My speech was the first one and I was a little winded, as I was almost late to class from lunch. The skew of the speech was about why sugarless was just as good as regular bubble gum and actually better for you. I told of how it did not rot your teeth, about how close it tasted to the regular bubbles and I don’t remember what other hot air reasons I blew into everyone’s faces. I did let on however, that it was a little more expensive than regular bubble gum, but it was worth the purchase! At the end of the speech was my grand finale, at which point, I brought out a full box of Bazooka Sugarless Bubblegum(click to see what a pack looks like) and gave each attendee a whole pack to chew. At that point got everyones attention and probable approval by means of giving a speech and bribing all the chewers into trying a “Free pack” of sugarless gum. For the grade, I received an A for the speech assignment. The point had gotten across by delivering the speech and product by means of a “Free trial offer”. And…everybody seemed to like the gum. I was a happy camper. But ironically, what no one knew, earlier that day at lunch time, I had walked down to Gene’s Groceries and ran back or I woulda been tardy for class. About once every two weeks, I'd go do down to Aker's Drug store to check on the new comics. That day, I'd hung around at Gene’s Groceries( next to Aker’s Drug Store) at the Coulee Dam mall (har har), for a longer time. The reason I was loitering so long at the supermarket, was because the whole box of "free promotional" gum was shoplifted by my sticky, sugarless fingers. So much for integrity in advertising.

Justification: It was for a school assignment. I was using my ingenuity and imagination?

Lesson Now: Eventually came to a balance in life, if I don't like it done to me, I don't do it to others.

2nd Confessor of NS. Ed Lewis

Just a couple tidbits involving me and Duane, I remember our senior year when I was working at Rawe and Rouche hardware store. Calculators were just coming out and were the IN thing. Texas Instruments being the most sought after brand. Duane being the smarty pants that he was (and still is) , was wanting one. So as you all know (or maybe some of you don't), I was lifting some stuff from the store. So I stole a calculator and traded it to Duane for a carton of cigarettes. I still to this day don't have any idea where he got the cigs. Maybe he stole them? ha ha ha ha. (duane insertion, i really dont recall how i got them, as my mom and dad had stopped smoking, might of bought from a older person, but am sure i didnt stealem.) Then there was the time when me and a friend was going hiking up on the Coulee wall. I believe it was Mark Hirst. Well anyway it was a hot day and we were over at Duane's house before the hike. Mark and I commented on how thirsty we were , so Duane being the loving guy he is, went into his dads stash and brought Mark and me a couple beers.