At the end of 8th grade we got to go on a trip to
Southern California to go to Magic Mountain. I’m pretty sure it was a band
trip, I don’t think it was all of 8th grade. I hung out the whole
time with Aaron Bayless, and probably others, although I don’t remember anyone
else. I remember that it was one of the most fun times of that whole school
year. The one thing I really remember from that trip was that we were on a roller
coaster, and just as we started speeding down one of the hills, Aaron’s wallet
dislodged from his pocket and flew up…and he caught it when it was right in front of his face. Talk about quick
reflexes! Ha ha!
