Here's to the many times we found endless reasons to skip out of math and physics.
Here's to the biking barefoot in the rain, and biking to the Field and biking for hours and freezee breaks.
Here's to the good times spent with "The Posse" and the endless story writing...mostly during groundings.
Here's to lunches spent in the gym wathing the boys play basketball.
Here's to Summer '93.
Here's to the crank phone calls and sleepovers and Brookwood tournaments.
Here's to the lucky penny and the troll.
Here's to my obsession with Mike Ramsey.
Here's to the times Jenn's parents went away. 
Here's to tears we undoubtedly shed tears over our loves.
Here's to the words "Fruitan" "Day-O," and "Facade.
Here's to my Goafer.
Here's to Riverdale Dances and Glenmore Rants and Bowl-O-Drome.
Here's to cat skinning and late night McDonald's trips and DAFIB. 
Here's to last minute papers and all night cram sessions and list making. 
Here's to the practices and games and winning and losing.
Here's to Captain Bucky and Coach Ken and O2 and MLB.
Here's to blue tongue candy.
Here's to Brookwood camp and lost clipboards and staff nights at Cheers.
Here's to Manitou and late night talks and canoe trips and World Games.
Here's to Best Friends old and new and all the good times had. 
Here's to pitchers of Ameretto Sour at Faces.
Here's to Lions Games.
Here's to  late night bonding sessions during sleepless nights.
Here's to  the West Island and Dutton and Windsor.
Here's to all of you who have left an imprint on my heart...
  ¶ 8:40 PM