This is what I looked like in the yearbook. Is it any wonder no one wanted to date me? Yeah, I'm ignoring the personality aspect and blaming it on the looks.
(click on picture to see enlarged version, if you can stand it)
I've been to all the reunions except the 20th (a looooong time ago), and I've enjoyed seeing all the old friends and classmates who attended. There are a lot more I wish I could see, and of course there are those who, unfortunately, we'll never see again.
In 1999, after >30 years away from South Florida, I relocated to Hollywood with my wife (not McArthur), and for a while enjoyed seeing all the old places and all the changes. But as Thomas Wolfe said, “you can't go home again,” and in April, 2003, we bought a house in Ormond Beach in which we plan to die.
Now there were some adventures along the way—let's just say, one wife, two kids, three facilities, four houses, and five grandkids. If you really want to know more about what's happened in my life since June, 1964, it's better that you visit my personal website, woodbutcher.net, and we can leave this site to everyone else.
My e-mail address is good (won't ever change), and there's a link to it at the bottom of every page on this site, so if you found this place and want to share some thoughts, please drop me a note.
Rod Peterson
Dork then, dork now, but a little more mature and a lot more gray!
(How dorky? Either of my kids will be delighted to answer that by pointing you to my paean to Norm Abram of The New Yankee Workshop, NormsTools.com.)
Although my hair has thinned (I've always had a deep scallop hairline), I'm not as bald as it looks in this shot. Honest. Incidentally, this picture was taken on 6 April 2008, at Tropical Acres Restaurant on Griffin Road. The occasion was to celebrate a significant birthday of a relative, but of interest to McArthur folks, my dining companion on my right was Tom Drilling, a long time family friend and also a teacher at McArthur (starting two or three years after we left). My dining companion to the left of my wife was long time family friend, Grace Ryll, ex-wife of our old principal, and a spry and energetic 93 years old.
Rod Peterson, Class of '64
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