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I'm a Cherry Hill High School West graduate from 1978 who seemed to get in trouble at every turn. I fought the law and the law won. I also defended myself successfully against the testoseroned greasers at my school and am proud to say I never once ran away. Sometimes I actually won. Sometimes. It's a valuable lesson to get sprayed with a can of whoop-ass at the right age in life. After that, it's better to just walk away. Some not so memorable times in my life were when my father passed away at 46 when I was 16 years old from a severe heart attack and a few short years later, my older sister passed at 33 from heart complications. Life may be a battle, but staying alive is a privelege.