I soon discovered I wasn't the only one waxing nostalgic.I soon discovered I wasn't the only one waxing nostalgic. Through the vents high up in the wall, I could hear voices from the boys' locker room. I walked closer to the wall to listen and smelled cigar smoke through the vent. It was two or three guys and they were talking about their football days. How typical. I turned to leave, and was surprised by a rack full of brand new cheerleader uniforms! They were beautiful! Apparently, the school had just sprung for new uniforms for the squad, and since school was closed for the Summer, they were just hanging there until tryouts in August. I had thoroughly enjoyed my years as a cheerleader in college. |