The first signature from my 1994 Middles School Yearbook is from a history teacher and the second from a student who went on to be a cartoonist in high school. The lesson here is don't judge until you know people I guess.
I had to blot out a few things from these signatures from my 1994 Middles School Yearbook. Phone numbers and such, I have to think they wouldn't be the same people after all these years.
Here are three more signatures from my 1994 Middle School Yearbook. I believe the first is from my art teacher and the second two from fellow students. That feels so far away now. It's almost like it was another lifetime.
I believe this is the woman who got me into theater arts. Looking back at my 1994 middle school yearbook I'm not sure I would thank this woman for all she did for me. Theater was never all that great in the end.
Here are two more signatures from my 1994 Middle School Yearbook. I'm winding down this collection. I'm trying to post them all but not all of them are that interesting.
So, John here as come up with an inventive way to sign my 1994 Middle School yearbook. Okay, well, you made my job hard but good job.
Sometimes folks have nothing to say and this is the case with Mr. New who's inscription in my middle school yearbook from 1994 was somewhat scant. Then I'm not sure that Ms. Ball did much better. Oh well, at least they wrote something.
In my life I have never been able to hold on to people. This is one of those cases. I think I remember this girl. She was the 13 year old equivalent of sexy. At least I thought so at the time, but what did I know in middle school? If I were to look her up in the yearbook I would hope that I'd think of that picture as that of a child. Back in 1994 I was hardly alive and I'm almost surprised that I had her sign my Middle School yearbook.
I can't put a face to the name at the bottom of this signature from my 1994 middle school yearbook but she watched me on stage.
When you go back to 1994 in my life the signatures get a little thin. Later in life I guess they stay thin but this one from my middle school yearbook just isn't about much.
Looking at this signature from my 1994 Middle School Yearbook you'd think I knew this girl well. I believe I knew her for at least six years and still can't put a face to that name.
I can't read these two signatures from my 1994 Middle School Yearbooks. I believe that these are well wishes, but I just can't be sure.
I had a dismal view of myself back in 1994 and this signature from my Middle School year book is an example of that fact. I let a good many things let me down in the years to come.
This is another signature from my 1994 Middle School Yearbook.
I found my old Middle School Yearbook and this is another signature from that book. I didn't start calling myself Richard until High School.
