I remember going to the annex on the day they counted the ballots for the Sr. Class
President race, it was me, Mark Bloom and some others...I believe Mark was the odds on
favorite to win. Heck his dad was the principal...right?
My friend Mark Mooney was involved in the counting somehow...Secretly he was for Mark
Bloom, but I didn't mind I loved Mark and Mark...heck I've always been full of love. It
was late afternoon and I had to get to the Idle Hour theater to catch the late bus back to
Vilbel...Mark Mooney came out of the annex with a visibly shaken look...I was dying, how
badly had I lost? "You won," he said, shaking his head slowly...then
smiled..."we couldn't believe it and counted the votes three times..." An
auspicious beginning!
I hope I am remembering this correctly? Please correct me wherever I'm wrong.