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This thread also got me thinking about how things were when I was 15. At the time, I was (still) building forts in the woods, chewing bacon fat, and converting estes model rocket engines into a semi automatic rocket assault rifle. After realizing I could not control the direction of the rocket engine without wings, I hopped on a 10 speed and rode into different zip codes. I had ambition, but no direction.


My "dream" girl at the time, (15)with no real life ambition, but direction, hopped in a 1966 mustang with some older teens, headed west(the direction), running away from home for months, stealing on the "lamb" or whatever, only to be caught half way across the country in Texas or something when the stang broke down. She was a runaway for over 6 months.

I also remember a 15 year old who broke down and ran out of the school. He was later apprehended by the state police walking down a local interstate.

Long story short, I'm still chewing bacon.
She's a surgical nurse.
He's a lawyer.