A introspective look on my
days in the doomed school.
This story is an ongoing project, it is in
assents a biography of my years at Lincoln
Elementary and Jr High (1981-1986). We start
at the end of an era, the day the school was
torn down. I took photos to try and save some
memories. I would look at them, and deep
true feelings of loss would overwhelm me.
Here was a part of my history, a part of my
identity being demolished. I wanted to put in
writing how I felt so this is my story. It is an
honest look in to a young mans life heading
down hill and what was done to changes, to
It follows my year to year changes in my life,
as for the good and the bad. Each school year
brought different obstacles that would defined
who I would be and exposed my many flaws.
In the end it would show me that there was
still good in me, iwas was not beyond
redemtion but my road head was filled with
It was at Lincoln I became a man, and had
started my own path. It was because of
Lincoln and some very caring teachers that
help me on that path, but it was my faith that
kept me there.
I have changed some names to protect the
identities of my fellow class mates. In some
cases I omited there names altogether.
The Story is not yet finished, I will be
updating and editing as I go. I still have to
re-check some facts. I just found my long lost
yearbooks and post the scans, it's most of
1986 (see: Yearbook) .
Remember this is about me, my goal is not to
embellish or embarrass but to tell it how it
was. You know, to tell the truth, or atleast the
truth on how I remembered it. If you want to
share your memories with me about our
school days together just let me know.
Also, if you are a Lincoln alumni and have a
picture, story or experience you would like to
share drop me a line and I will post it.