Miramonte High School
Bruce Hilger
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Posted on: Jul 11, 2022 at 4:33 AM
I have no changes as of this date, 5/7/2022. Just exercise to keep healthy physically and mentally. Happy Mother's Day all.
Posted on: Sep 06, 2015 at 11:03 PM
Cebe, Somewhere I started writing and then lost it. You seem to be the happy one on the mountain top. Probably because the world is nice from that vantage. From your profile I feel both of us are at a good time of our lives. I am sure we could share interesting stories but I am surprised at your feeling about Miramonte where i felt you had a better attitude there than you indicate. Not to get personnel, I just wanted to send you an comfortable hello and many happy days outdoors. Bruce Hilger
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It wasn’t talking to me. As I was leaving the health club, there it was in the parking lot. This grabbed me from many years ago even though it has an overhead rather than a flathead V-8 engine. Another person, a guy?, might have had a casual, interested glance without breaking step. The millennials and their teenagers just don’t do these things because they are texting, have earbuds and seem to be looking down all the time. No one else would have noticed it the way I did. It’s not like it was an old girlfriend and my mind spouts, “Oh, there’s Penelope.” We had no back seat affairs, no chocolate malts, but when we drove into the Miramonte High School parking lot everyone who was in seeing-distance or hearing-distance from the glass packs would take a huge notice. And it was not a modern design because this thing was hand crafted using ideas resurrected from deep inside. It wasn’t love, but it had a solid connection. Does someone have a white Corvette, or one of those T-Birds, both real head turning machines but mine came from the other side of the tracks. I worked; I saved and scrimped with a plan. One day this thing fell out of the air and it just had to come home with me. A 29 Model A Roadster Pickup. I remember tying it bumper to bumper to our old Cadillac and dragging it home, without motor, no brakes, and suddenly Dick Allen let out a scream because he was sitting in the seat when the towrope broke and the little truck coasted down my street to a convenient stop in front of our house. Life was a laugh, as in fun, not crazy, but looking for enjoyment, not so serious and while we were careful, innovative things were done but with a touch of chance. It’s like, if the very first flight, they called them Wright Brothers, can I’ll make this thing hot and worthwhile too? And so with graduation things change, we move on. That is what Miramonte memories are for.
