Gale senior yearbook
Another post just for me. I threw out the yearbook so this is my only copy of the photos and signatures in it.
Gale / Gale Smith / high school /
Another post just for me. I threw out the yearbook so this is my only copy of the photos and signatures in it.
Gale / Gale Smith / high school /
I ran across a few pictures from high school. They aren’t in great condition, but I wanted to post them.
My 15th and 16th birthdays
Our street after the first snow in 1968 — taken from our front yard.
After attending every softball game I ever played I was informed after the Powder Puff game dad would never attend another. It was supposed to be flag football, but the upper classmen started tackling so it turned into a free-for-all that I enthusiastically participated it. I had a great time, but dad was less than enthralled with my unladylike behavior.
I missed the first month of my senior year when we all took a long vacation out to California. After an initial stop in Colorado so Rick could visit Sandi, we went through Utah, Nevada, California, back across Texas and then north to home. This is from Disneyland, hence the ears.
A picture of me after I won a speech tournament my senior year.
Senior prom with the dress I made.
This technically isn’t high school. I didn’t turn 18 until I started my freshman year of college and Spanky was my birthday present from the guy I was dating at the time. Mom and dad were livid I’d gotten a dog for a gift. The guy knew I wanted a beagle puppy more than anything, so that’s what he got. I guess dad got over it…