Class Law – The Newnan Times-Herald

Alex McRae is a writer and ghostwriter. His debut novel “Rough Draft” is now available. You can contact him at:

The US Postal Service has recently promoted its product with a melody sung by country music legend Johnny Cash.

When The Man in Black growls, “I’ve Been Everywhere,” I can identify it.

When I was growing up, everyone in the family knew how to fill out the “Change of Address” mailing form.

Until I was ten, we lived in New Orleans. In three different places. I spent my four years in Alexandria, Louisiana in three different homes, all in the same part.

Pop’s other promotions included moving to Montgomery, Alabama, and enough money to buy our second home.

We moved to town for my fourteenth birthday. The next day I signed up for Goodwyn Junior High. Since Goodwyn was my third high school in three years, I was ready to rest.

Montgomery became the home I had hoped for.

After a year and a half in Goodwyn, I enrolled in Robert E. Lee High School. My dates may be free, but I think the school was only ten years old. It was new compared to some of the places I visited.

During my stay in Lee High, I first drove a car, kissed a girl, finally talked to my mother about fashionable haircuts, and found a bunch of kids with a passion for music who didn’t mind spending time with me.

Starting a new school, no matter when or where, is never easy. But my classmates at Lee accepted me as their own. It was a good feeling. I felt like I was part of something.

Our football teams have always been at the top or close to the state heap. I was a member of Lee High, which collected fans and trophies in Cleveland and New York.

In Montgomery, I walked around high school hot spots for the first time on Friday night. I was usually part of a geek group, but once or two I rode a shotgun at a friend’s hot rod.

I also learned the pain of being ignored by a girl I liked. And the joy of the first kiss.

My classmates and I went through high school in what historians might call an “interesting period.” I will never forget Friday afternoon when classes were interrupted by our director, who announced in connection with the PA system that President John F. Kennedy had been assassinated in Dallas.

I was older when the historic Selma March took place. I think we all learned something from this experience, even though it took us a while to get into it.

High school wasn’t perfect, but I never had anything but nice memories of Lee High. It was a great place to spend three very important years of my life.

Most of the kids I went to high school with grew up in Montgomery and have known each other since kindergarten. Everyone was as nice to visitors as I was.

Many, even after Montgomery High School, called it home. Some, like me, took off and never came back. But I kept in touch with many of those classmates. Someone a little, someone a lot.

My high school class has a meeting this weekend. The previous commitment prevents me from attending in person. But in my mind I will definitely be there.

I will always look at high school as a fun ride. And I couldn’t wish for a better group of fellow passengers.

Happy anniversary, class 65.

And go, generals.

Alex McRae is a writer and ghostwriter. His debut novel “Rough Draft” is now available. You can contact him at:

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