Richard Jennings

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Although I did not graduate with the CVHS Class of 1966, I still like to think of that school and those classmates as my "true" school, and friends. I doubt there are any people in Concord who remember me, as I only lived there for about 4 or 5 years. My Dad was always moving because of his career, and prior to coming to Concord, we had lived in San Francisco, (Daly City, actually). So, really I just attended CVHS during my Freshman, Sophomore, and half of my Junior year. In December of 1964, my Dad moved the family to Dayton Ohio for a new job with NCR. Of course it was an "ordeal" for me to leave my beloved California and move to Ohio. I had to give up buddies, girlfriends, and worst of all...my '55 Chevy. I had worked all summer at a Standard Oil station, pumping gas and putting up with a constantly drunk boss, to pay for my first car.

A guy never forgets his first car, and like his first true love, it always remains "the best there ever was", (whether it's true or not). Anyway, since cars somehow tend to jog peoples' memory... if anyone remembers a Red and White, '55 Chevy Hardtop, with the front bumper removed, then maybe you'll vaguely remember me.

As for life after leaving Concord...well Ohio turned out to be quite all right after I learned that it wasn't Ohio that was "wrong" but it my attitude, in accepting this new place. Of course I went on to graduate from High School (Fairmont East, Kettering Ohio), and some college (Columbus College of Art and Design, and The School of the Dayton Art Institute, before being drafted into the Army in '69. I made it through all that (Viet Nam too), and "lived life" since then (meaning... married, divorced, remarried, kids, jobs, yada yada).

I current work as a Technical Illustrator at Wright- Patterson Air Force Base. I've been married for 27 great years now, have 3 kids, 2 grandkids and enjoying this part of life more than a person has a right to expect I guess. I'm still a '55 Chevy "freak" and all-round "gearhead", when I can squeeze in the time from my primary hobby, flying.

Sorry for being so wordy here, but if anyone remembers me and wants to "ring a few bells" in my head about old times, I'd love to hear from you. E-mail