I was not World’s Greatest Yearbook Editor. I had no clue what my most critical job was (it was apparently to flog advertising to pay for the book, something no one mentioned to me the entire year), and I mistook myself for the person who was supposed to ensure that the book looked nice, everyone was in there, and everything was spelled correctly. But I did edit the thing, as well as doing the artwork. I haven’t seen it in pretty close to twenty years—I lost my copy during a panicked move.
You can see the haircuts I gave to myself and my awful glasses if you’re interested, as well as the Medieval parchment section pages I drew. Back then, I still thought I was going to be a commercial artist.
Anyway…
Real life worked out much better than what I imagined in high school.
So cool. We were pretty close to each other. I grew up in Copley (just outside of Akron) and was the class of 1982. My life is much better than I expected back then too.