I was friends with a few teachers in High School, and as a Cafeteria worker I picked up their trays from the teachers lounge at lunch. While there one day I was visiting with a teacher that was in charge of A group going to San Francisco to see the Giants play at Candlestick Park. It was an Honor group, and my grades did not qualify but they had a lot of extra tickets and he asked if I would like to go. I quickly accepted, and one Saturday we were on our way to enjoy the game. The group was small, and we didn't take a bus we just took two cars. We had a great time and I saw my first Major League Baseball game. Of course the Giants beat the rival Dodgers that day so we were happy. The next year I was lucky enough to be invited again and again the Giants beat the Dodgers.
Speaking of sports, Hughson was not know as a Football powerhouse, in fact we usually won only one game a year. LOL. My Junior year there was a school that had out grown our league but not advanced, Los Banos High, there was a huge goverment dam project that had over filled the school. We were in Tri-Valley league, a small school league. Well Los Banos came to our Homecoming having not lost a game in fact they had not even allowed a score. They had at least 2 team buses, and probably 80 players. compared to our maybe 25-30 players. Some how our team managed to Score the first touchdown that night it was for a short whwile.. Hughson-6, Los Banos-0. But then it broke loose, and the final that night was Hughson-6......Los Banos-88. Yet it was a victory of sorts being the team that ruined their perfect season. My senior year started off different, with a classmate, Bill Mills scoring 5 touchdowns in our first game. I was only there two weeks But I heard that season went well for the Huskies.
I enjoyed going to the football, and basketball games, and would usually go to the away games on the rooters bus. I made every home game for 3 years as a Husky Fan. I didn't follow the baseball team as much. I enjoyed the Pep Rallies, and competing for the "Spirit Jug", Enjoyed the homecoming and the parades. Made me feel as though I was a part of something good.
After 2 weeks of my senior year, Dad, Pat and I headed back to Holtville, my hometown, where I could become a Viking. I was happy to be returning to my roots and cousins and Uncles and Aunts.
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