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Flashing back to 1991 for some personal humiliation in honor of it being homecoming weekend around here. Homecoming wasn’t nearly as big of a deal back in my day, but I went to a small Catholic school, so I’m not sure if that went for everyone. One year I was invited to be on the homecoming court of an all boys school in our diocese. Sounds weird, right? I don’t know why most of us look like we have napkins attached to our dresses. And I know you can’t tell because my tacky bleach blonde hair is covering it, but they made me wear a tiara. Don’t I look pleased? Happy Homecoming!
