For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for June 15, 2023

The first line, Liz is wondering if her mom knows whether Michael is graduating or not graduating??

I suppose parents are usually the last to find out.

The emotional thoughts about school come once you are well out of there. ;-)

Truth about never seeing some school mates again after graduation. Same as college. I have a few on my FB from high school and college and none from graduate school. Granted, graduate school is more job oriented, and we students did not really socialize and many of us were also married with children, including myself.

I think his legs are made of rubber.

Apparently, Elly’s memories of high school are different from Michael’s.

Might be “selective memory”.

Next year, Mike will be off to college and away from his parents’ direct control, and he will learn what independence REALLY is. I speak from experience how intoxicating it is!!

Why people think HS was such a great time and place are beyond me.

I was like him. The only one from high school I had anything to do with was my high school sweetheart, who ended up being my first husband.

Class reunions only exist to serve as a reminder that there is a reason you only see these people every 30 years!

Now his real education is about to begin……..

The classmates from a number of graduating classes from my high school must be different somehow from the ones in Canada, they not only keep in touch with ‘FB’ but meet regularly in our hometown to keep up with one another. My class (’63) meet for lunch on the first Tuesday of every month—it is a known fact and whomever can show up shows up and we have a time remembering and catching up on our lives.

I went to four different schools in my life. When I went from one to another, there wasn’t anybody but me there from the previous school.

I’m still in frequent touch with my high school friends. Apparently that makes me unusual.

I can’t believe that it’s been 15 years since these reruns started back in 2008.

I’m with Michael. Couldn’t wait to graduate high school and get away from all the kids I knew since elementary school.

My grandson will be entering his senior year in the fall, and all of us, including him, are already feeling a little sad and wistful about the upcoming changes. Think Joni Mitchell’s Circle Game.

He won’t have her perspective until after he’s left and sees that for himself. And he’ll keep up with some of them on FB.

That’s certainly how I felt. I had friends and there were definitely some good times, but it always felt like I was growing up in someone else’s home town. I couldn’t wait to go out and find mine.

I am very easily going the rest of my life without ever seeing any of the people I went to high school with again.

one of many… :J

School is just a learning ground for institutionalization. Starts with schools, or 3% of the American population will see a prison/jail cell. From there you will have up to a 60% chance of looking forward to a nursing home! Home schooling is the answer. No peer pressure, No bullying, Plus homeschooling will save Billions of dollars!

I left school on Jan 3rd. Checked out with the guidance councilor, walked across the hall to where my ex GF was standing, gave her a hug and kiss. Talked for 35 seconds saying I was “outa here!” Three days later I was working in the Challis National Forest planting mountain mahogany shrub. Just one of many different jobs I had working in the Forest Service for 2 years prior to starting college.

Michael is jumping for joy.

If the nostalgia comes, it will come as you start to approach your 10 year anniversary. As for the here and now, kids just want to GTFO of high school!

I had a surprise bridal shower and did not recognize one of my high school friends till she started talking (had not seen her for 3-4 years). She had lost her glasses (had contacts), lost weight, new haircut. What a transformation.

At least in this strip times go on the characters get older, just in real life.

Well, we got no choice

All the girls and boys (girls and boys)

Making all that noise (ooh)

’Cause they found new toys

We can’t salute ya

Can’t find a flag

If that don’t suit ya

That’s a drag

School’s out for summer

School’s out forever

I’m bored to pieces

Well, we got no class

And we got no principals (ooh)

And we got no intelligence

We can’t even think of a word that rhymes, well

We can’t salute ya

Can’t find a flag

If that don’t suit ya

That’s a drag

School’s out for summer

School’s out forever

I’m bored to pieces

No more pencils, no more books

No more teachers, dirty looks

Out for summer, out ’til fall

As a senior I won’t come back at all

School’s out for summer (detention)

School’s out forever

School’s out with fever

School’s out completely

School’s out for summer

The further I get from High School graduation the less I want to see the people I graduated with. I mean really, if they look anywhere near as old as that guy I see in the mirror, phooey. All of them, in my mind, look exactly like they did when we were all 18 or so. I dread to travel into their futures and see what time has wrought.

When did Michael start doing drugs?

JUST SAY NO, MICHAEL!!

and I never went back

My class in High school had a 50th year reunion. A lot of missing class mates!

For all my life I’ve gotten sentimental about partings in general. Leaving people, leaving places, leaving activities of any sort, even if I hadn’t been there very long, and sometimes even if I was planning to return after awhile, has virtually always been an emotionally intense experience, at least in the moment.

So imagine my surprise when I walked out of high school for the last time with barely a shrug.

I was more like him, if high school was 5 years I wouldn’t have made it.

that’s how i felt. Kids are mean, I couldn’t wait to never see them again.

I don’t miss any of my school bullies, and I wonder what prison they ended up in

No sentimentality about his TEACHERS, that’s for sure!Like most cases, it’s not the place, it’s the PEOPLE.

Yep! Last days of Senior year; the longest/shortest year of school, and so ready to get out!

One school I was NOT sorry to leave behind was junior high. I felt they owed me a Purple Heart for the 3-year ordeal I’d just gone through!

Until you remember them as “Glory Days” my friend…….

Time sure flies.

That was me long time ago.

“Some of them he will never see again.” Don’t worry, folks. We will see all of Mike’s friends after high school and some of his enemies too.

I really loved high school but when it was over, you knew who your true friends were. In my case, people came up with excuse after excuse as to why they couldn’t see me or make time for me, even after I have gone out of my way for them. College is different, and today everything is online so it’s harder to make friends. I would be happy if somebody went out to a restaurant and have dinner/supper with me and chat and I would be glad to pay for it just because we all need some kind of adult friendship.

I can relate, Mike. And yeah, only once or twice did I ever see any of those kids again, and not for years now.

My attitude was definitely the same as Michael’s. It was high time to blow that pop stand!

@9thCapricorn- Right and Elly’s right. Right now, Mike’s caught up in the moment of finally graduating but it’s not going to hit him until maybe a couple of years later that many of his school friends he will never see again. We all go went through that. 90% of the people I graduated with from HS and JHS I’ve never seen again. And a few have even passed away. I remember when I graduated from the sixth grade, I cried to my mother telling her that I will never see most of my friends whom I used to cut the fool on the school bus with, ever again. She said that I’ll make new friends when I get to JHS and she was right.

Michael will always remember his friends Daryyl, Arnie, and Wesley D. Bates.

Michael should join the Canadian marines. It might do him some good. I know the U.S.C.G. was the best thing I ever did. I joined the reserve when I was a senior in H.S.

So a couple years ago, I was at my sister’s with her husband and his family. Lots of folks present, including a wheelchair-bound woman of 85 or 90 years. I was just hanging out, she and I talked a bit, then in front of everyone she said, “I love you.” I smiled then decided to have some fun with that, using a ridiculous pickup line that probably originated with 1930s movies. Standing next to her wheelchair, I said this, somewhat louder than normal: “Hey cutie, what say we blow this joint and go have some fun?” Conversation halted and about one second later, everybody was laughing. Michael Patterson isn’t the only one to have used that in the last several years. :)

It hit me at our all-night party…somebody put up a sign that said “when the morning breaks we’ll be gone.” It was so true.

Schools are corrupt and full of crap heads