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I know I am going to really regret this. But....I was voted the Homecoming QUEEN at my school. The principal tossed the ballots, threatened sanctions, and a new vote was cast. I still got more votes than all but one. At least that is what they said happened when they counted the votes for the second time.

I remember not being embarassed so much as sad for the girls that wanted to win. A few were quite cute as I remember, and I am sure this mortifies them to this day - "Tall lanky pimply-faced geek that smells wins.....and wins in a big landslide vs. ME."

You people probably wonder why I wasn't born rich, instead of so damm good looking. I guess we all have our burdens, and this is mine. I paid my way all the way through college. My Dad didn't much care if I made it or not, or at least that was what was indicated many times. But....he was proud when I walked the walk.

Anthony, my girls got about $50 a week (never enough to buy a whole keg or they would have begun a side business) and what ever their Daddy handed them on the side, plus they each got one Get Out Of Jail Free card.  I never got any change back and they both cashed in their cards.  We were lucky, someone else paid for their tuition, books, lodging and food.  One was brillant and the other could swing a bat.

Oh, and they got 4 years, period.  I'd seen too many of my nieces and nephews stretch it out to 5-7 years.  Anything past 4 years was on their own dime.