Being a class sponsor for the freshmen and seniors over the years was a blessing and a curse. I loved working with the kids and doing big projects and making the school better for everyone. One experience was to be at all of the dances over the years. They are always fun and each one is special in its own way. One of the things I have been known for is to be at the door on the way in and on the way out. Traffic control appears to be a skill I possess. I should start including it on my resume but it may be too late. There was one mistake I made over the years. I was working the door for the back-to-school dance during my daughter’s first year at Rangeview. I was trying to be low profile so she could forge her own way in the building. One of the tasks of working the door is that I am supposed to check IDs and if a kid doesn’t have one I send them home to get it. I can feel you predicting where this is going. You would be correct. You guessed that my lovely daughter forgot her ID. When she got to the dance I had a huge decision to make. Did I let the kids in line see me play favorites or do I make my daughter go home and get her ID? Well according to my wife, I made the wrong decision. She shared with me a very good point that I hadn’t thought of. She reminded me that I had to come home and sleep sometime. She also shared with me that she and Kaila could very likely make many things look like an “accident!” I put my dog, Skipper, on high alert and slept with one eye open for the next 4 years. Don’t let the picture of a happy-go-lucky child attached to this post does have a dark side and I am afraid I may have installed it!
