|Front cover of my yearbook - 1959|
From my vantage point in life now I look back with interest and see the roads that I didn't take when I had the opportunity. I also see the roads that I did take and wonder what why life would be like now had I not taken those roads.
|Me in the "Center Square" - our high school yearbook photo and yes, that is me standing in the doorway 1959|
Mr. King called on me and I told him I had forgotten my homework. I must have been the straw that broke the camel's back
because he erupted and blasted me in front of the whole class. Up until that morning, Mr. King and I had gotten along just fine.
I tried to explain to him that I had really forgotten my homework but he didn't want to hear it. I left class angry and frustrated.
I saw our guidance counselor Mr. Kline, who was totally worthless. We all knew it but what other choice did I have? As expected I got nowhere with Mr. Kline, he sided with Mr. King. I forget, but there was some kind of punishment involved. There was no way I was going to be punished for something I didn't do and something they couldn't prove. I decided then and there to quit Bookkeeping. I was a senior and had enough credits to graduate so I didn't need Bookkeeping credits to graduate from high school.
|My report card for 12th grade - note that my Bookkeeping grades ceased halfway through the year|
And that folks is when the fit hit the shan. I was told "You can't do that!" Oh yeah, watch me. I wasn't about to take blame for something that I DID NOT DO. Especially when I knew there were classmates of mine who WERE cheating. Why not go after them? Of course I was asked to identify them but I wasn't about to rat on anyone. Because I wouldn't squeal is probably why their attitude hardened on me. Hey, I have to live with my classmates. I wasn't going to be the stool pigeon.
The next few weeks went by in a blur. Mr. Cline, the waste that he was, insisted that I could not quit Bookkeeping. He contacted my Mother, who agreed with him! I told her that I was quitting. I was adamant. I quit. I told them all "Just watch me."
Well of course I won the battle but lost the war. I quit Bookkeeping and did graduate. But this is where my decision changed my life forever. Because I quit Bookkeeping I wasn't eligible for the student work program. That's where Commercial Course students got to work at a local business for half a year and attend their high school senior class for half a year. I was fucked (although I didn't used the "F" word at that time - didn't find out about that all purpose word until I joined the Army the next year).
So here is how my decision affected the course of my life from there on out. When I graduated from high school I didn't have a job. I couldn't get a job. I had to join the Army. And therein begins the next chapter of my life, The Journey of Ronald W. Tipton. Stay tuned.