It took some convincing to get my parents to let me go to Senior Sleep out, but when I told them that the party was at the "Priests" property, my dad decided it was okay. Later I found out that he thought it was an actual Priest. I went to the sleep out with Tammy Wanner. On the way there we stopped at McDonalds and got two happy meals because at that time they were delivered in those sand buckets (remember them?). We emptied the buckets and poured out wine coolers into them. By the time we got up the mountain, the coolers were gone and we were too..almost. When there, one of the guys filled my bucket up half way with beer.another guy with some J.D. Please know that I do not remember much since I was already intoxicated.
I went to the bathroom and another guy gave me a bottle of apricot Champaign. Later that night I saw people trying to ride the horses that were up there..so I decided to try as well. Well I fell off and one of the horses stepped on my foot. As I pulled myself up I noticed everyone running for the hills. I had no idea why, but I started to join them. Dave Parr yelled for me to stop and come over to where he was. Dave said that the police were there to take the keg, but not worry because we had one or two more hidden.
When the police left it was our job to go and find everyone and inform that it was safe to come out. Kids were coming out from behind the rocks and jumping out of trees. We can now officially start the party. By that time I was plastered so Scott Owens took care of me.But I did bring a camera and it made its circulation all night. This is what we got from it. Everyone has a story about this night. In many ways similar to mine, but a story all their own....right?
