FRIDAY NIGHTS UNDER THE LIGHTS……

Friday nights under the lights .  Nothing quite like it , and the memories flood.

I was honored to be invited for Alumni Night at Franklin County’s football game  , sharing a GO-O-O-O, LIONS  cheer that I did over the intercom every football Friday as Assistant Principal  ( with Jack Slaton’s permission )  and then as Principal .  I told the student body that if they cheered loudly enough with me, I would release school a few minutes early .  They did and I did !   This continued for some 20+ years.

I retired in 2009 and although I have been back on occasion, never before to be an actual part of the evening’s events .  So this was special, and it brought back to me , among other things , my very first time as game manager on a Friday night .

TRUE STORY ………………….

New job !  Different responsibility !  Hospitality !  Managing the public ! Oversight !  All these , and more, for my  first home game as the first female administrator at Franklin County High School .

Now it’s important to understand that game management means always moving , never sitting down , staying alert to anything out of the ordinary, watching people and not just students , and having little or no idea how the game is going.

It was WORK ,  Friends , WORK !  And I was ready and primed to prove that I could do the job——-and do it well.

And so I did.

Well into the evening I observed a male student .  He was not in the stands, not watching the game, not with buddies.  Instead he was standing somewhere between the seating area and the entrance and he had his hands  in his pockets.  Nothing wrong with that , I thought, until…………

He pulled something out of his right-hand jean pocket and held that hand out to another teen , a girl.  She shook her head, “NO” and walked on.  I continued to watch and shortly thereafter , he did the same thing to another and another.

“Aha”, I thought , ” he’s dealing drugs ” !

I then did what any responsible game manager would do in the case of something illegal happening.  I found a deputy and explained the situation.

We approached the young male together and the deputy asked him to reach into his pocket and show us what he had.  He at first refused and became noticeably agitated.  The deputy persisted and the young man slowly complied.

The kid was mortified  !  I was diminished  !  The deputy was exasperated  !

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It was a HOT PINK CONDOM…………………