Morgan Park HS a.k.a. Empehi.
My mother went here & so did I.
It was a looooooooong time ago...........
Things I remember:
There were sororities & fraternities that had been in existence since my mom's day. Yes, in high school. They had rushes, pledging, the whole shebang. Was I in one? Yeah.....hahaha.
I remember wearing the school colors, green & white, looking like a cheerleader, on the football game days. I wasn't a cheerleader 'cause football is not my thing & I rarely went to the games.
I did help Mr. Midtaune grade physics tests, that was interesting. And English was my favorite subject, followed closely by Russian (with Miss Petrus).
I remember one wonderful boy who had a crush on me and I let him slip away. I didn't realize how much he liked me. Then, at my 25-year reunion, I saw him again. And he did remember. He told me I broke his heart. And I wished I could turn back time and do it right.....
I went to my 10-year reunion & my 25-year, am wondering if there will be another one.....or if everybody is dead by now except me, haha!
Morgan Park and the Beverly neighborhoods were beautiful when I lived there, and I assume they still are. There were winding streets with huge oak trees - Longwood Drive with its vintage mansions up on the hill. My friend Pat lived in one. We got lost in it one day while exploring the empty house after dark, just before her family moved in, it was that big. And my one bf lived in the Frank Lloyd Wright house on Longwood Dr. near 99th Street. I remember all the cool built-ins, that house really rocked.
I walked a mile home from school sometimes, by choice, because the route was so elegant and peaceful.
I still have my yearbooks. I was a somewhat socially inept, awkward Freshman who evolved into a pretty, popular Senior, in the top 1% of my class. I graduated at 16.
It was a lovely time. I am very lucky.
Lucky also that we never got caught for smoking in the halls, or when we drove that VW over the school lawn.....
I was a smart kid, never said I was no angel..... read more