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The Sleepy Eye Herald Dispatch
  • Prom and graduation

  • Where has the year gone? The next two Saturdays will be prom for St. Mary’s and Sleepy Eye Public students. I wish them days filled with sunshine.
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  • Where has the year gone? The next two Saturdays will be prom for St. Mary’s and Sleepy Eye Public students. I wish them days filled with sunshine.
     
    For some reason, prom weekends trend toward cooler and rainier weather. That is such a shame.
     
    Prom goers gather in their finest attire to attend one of the most memorable evenings during their high school days. It ranks right up there with graduation.
     
    How quickly time has flown by and yet another school year is almost ready to come to a close.
     
    What lies in store for this year’s graduating seniors? College? Work? Military? How many are undecided about their future? I cannot remember anything more scary than wondering what I was going to do once graduation had come and gone.
     
    I worked throughout my high school days. I also remember making $1.35/hour my first job washing dishes at our local truck stop.
     
    My gift for gab came naturally through Dad and pretty soon I moved from dishes to waitressing. We always said, “Dad can carry on a conversation with a tree!”
     
    College came and moving away was such an exciting thought. I would be living on my own and taking responsibility of everything! Oh, how I remember thinking it was going to be so much easier than it actually was.
     
    For every moment of life lived there is a lesson. Heed the lessons.
     
    Students attending proms during the next two weekends, be safe! You are not indestructible. You are just as vulnerable as the one who is sitting next to you. Wear your seatbelts and practice safe behavior. We want you around to see you graduate!
     
    Thought for the week: Decisions ~ Going through the necessary soul searching of deciding whether to fight a battle or run away from it is far more difficult than the battle itself. – Richard M. Nixon.

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