Every day, at a class period near the end of the day, I'd go to study hall. Lynne would sit behind me because we were seated alphabetically.  We were supposed to be quiet and I usually studied or did homework.  But Lynne made sure to brighten up the dull study hall by frequently whispering some banter to me.  Gone too soon.............

One summer I had walked to Lynne's house because Denise Oscarson was there. It was about a good 7 mile walk. I walked up to the front door and knocked. Unexpectedly, Lynne's older brother answered the door, punched me in the mouth, and slammed the door. All I could think of was, I don't even know this guy! It was a longer walk home.