Costly beer party ...
Costly beer party ...
District VI-AAA football championship:
Huntingdon - 42, Bellefonte - 0.
Hats off to the Bellefonte school administration for teaching these kids a valuable life lesson: When you break the rules, there are consequences.
The shame of this is, it would've been a pretty good game had both starting teams taken the field. Could've been a nail biter.
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Huntingdon - 42, Bellefonte - 0.
Hats off to the Bellefonte school administration for teaching these kids a valuable life lesson: When you break the rules, there are consequences.
The shame of this is, it would've been a pretty good game had both starting teams taken the field. Could've been a nail biter.
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That's what she said.
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My senior graduation party got busted. Luckily I wasn't there.
And yes, congrats on doing the right thing in this situation. When I went to school, the jocks ate coal and shat gold. It's good to see that nepotism/local politics don't have that much of a stranglehold on these small towns.
And yes, congrats on doing the right thing in this situation. When I went to school, the jocks ate coal and shat gold. It's good to see that nepotism/local politics don't have that much of a stranglehold on these small towns.
"He's the electric horseman, you better back off!" - old sKool making a reference to the culturally relevant 1979 film.
Believe me, nepotism and "local politics" run wild in rural school districts. The cool thing is, the media got ahold of this one. I'm not saying Bellefonte administrators wouldn't have made the correct decision anyway, and I again applaud their action, but here's where the "liberal media" serves a useful purpose. Issues are swayed by public opinion, and governing bodies, especially the small ones, can't stand the weight of a negative media campaign.
Last week, there was a situation at the Southern Hnutingdon County High School where a student jabbed about 30 students with a diabetic lancet. The administration tried to sweep it under the rug, but some parents got ahold of the newspaper. It turned out that many parents found out their kid was stuck from reading the paper when we pulbished the story.
If the district would've taken a proactive action to a bad situation, they would be smelling OK right now, but they tried to hide the occurrences, even from the parents, instead of coming clean about it and making a statement that proper actions would be taken for the health and safety of the students.
Southern could learn a valuable lesson from Bellefonte: Bad things happen, but it's how you deal with that bad situation that counts.
An informed public will rise and put pressure on decisionmakers to do the right thing. Wow, I sound like Vinny ...
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Last week, there was a situation at the Southern Hnutingdon County High School where a student jabbed about 30 students with a diabetic lancet. The administration tried to sweep it under the rug, but some parents got ahold of the newspaper. It turned out that many parents found out their kid was stuck from reading the paper when we pulbished the story.
If the district would've taken a proactive action to a bad situation, they would be smelling OK right now, but they tried to hide the occurrences, even from the parents, instead of coming clean about it and making a statement that proper actions would be taken for the health and safety of the students.
Southern could learn a valuable lesson from Bellefonte: Bad things happen, but it's how you deal with that bad situation that counts.
An informed public will rise and put pressure on decisionmakers to do the right thing. Wow, I sound like Vinny ...

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The beer party occurred the weekend before the championship game. Seven starters got busted, the school did not allow them to play. They got their asses handed to them in a game that should've been close or at least good.
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Southern Huntingdon is a joke, has been a joke for 40 years and will be a joke forever. As a Southern graduate (one of a very few that ever left Southern Huntingdon) i hold NO school spirit or respect for absolutely ANYTHING associated with that administration, school district or anybody who works there. The school board is one of the most corrupt, ignorant, arrogant school boards in Pennsylvania. Instead of spending all the money they have, they let it sit there and get fined for not spending it. It took a lawyer and contractor coming to a meeting and telling the school board that if they didn't approve their planned renovation for the school that night, that their names and the district would be dirt in Pennsylvania forever..BadDazeRob wrote:Believe me, nepotism and "local politics" run wild in rural school districts. The cool thing is, the media got ahold of this one. I'm not saying Bellefonte administrators wouldn't have made the correct decision anyway, and I again applaud their action, but here's where the "liberal media" serves a useful purpose. Issues are swayed by public opinion, and governing bodies, especially the small ones, can't stand the weight of a negative media campaign.
Last week, there was a situation at the Southern Hnutingdon County High School where a student jabbed about 30 students with a diabetic lancet. The administration tried to sweep it under the rug, but some parents got ahold of the newspaper. It turned out that many parents found out their kid was stuck from reading the paper when we pulbished the story.
If the district would've taken a proactive action to a bad situation, they would be smelling OK right now, but they tried to hide the occurrences, even from the parents, instead of coming clean about it and making a statement that proper actions would be taken for the health and safety of the students.
Southern could learn a valuable lesson from Bellefonte: Bad things happen, but it's how you deal with that bad situation that counts.
An informed public will rise and put pressure on decisionmakers to do the right thing. Wow, I sound like Vinny ...![]()
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Shit like this has gone on for years. Whether it be this most recent incident or many many others - you look down the line, Southern has never had its shit together.. ever.
I can't speak to the Southern Huntingdon administration, but I love the people down there. I graduated from there, after going to Huntingdon High until junior year, and there was no comparison. Farm boys should go to rural schools.
I'm friends with a few of the teachers there, and while the pay sucks on a grand scale, they love the work and the kids. Small schools are simply better in many ways.
I'm glad Bellefonte laid down the law. Life's choices have consequences, rules are rules, and I think a very large number of alcoholics are made during their teens. I was lucky, some of my friends were not.----->JMS
I'm friends with a few of the teachers there, and while the pay sucks on a grand scale, they love the work and the kids. Small schools are simply better in many ways.
I'm glad Bellefonte laid down the law. Life's choices have consequences, rules are rules, and I think a very large number of alcoholics are made during their teens. I was lucky, some of my friends were not.----->JMS
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teachers love the kids.. are you kidding me? The majority of the instructors at SHC when I went there (98-03) didn't give 2 shits about the kids they were teaching.. granted the kids didn't make a single attempt to learn anything, and you could find the vast majority of students in the hallway or at a certain teacher's classroom using AOL instant messenger instead of learning basic math and science.. and parents wonder why 9 out of 10 SHC graduates either quit or drop out of College. You can tell a kid who went to SHC in college - usually they're the ones who dont comprehend basic college level math or english. The majority of the kids I went to High School with - only cared about partying, hunting and getting out of school so they could... work at JLG?songsmith wrote:I can't speak to the Southern Huntingdon administration, but I love the people down there. I graduated from there, after going to Huntingdon High until junior year, and there was no comparison. Farm boys should go to rural schools.
I'm friends with a few of the teachers there, and while the pay sucks on a grand scale, they love the work and the kids. Small schools are simply better in many ways.
I'm glad Bellefonte laid down the law. Life's choices have consequences, rules are rules, and I think a very large number of alcoholics are made during their teens. I was lucky, some of my friends were not.----->JMS
just my opinion..
Again... I went there in 1980-'81. Things were different. At that time, there were no jobs and very little hope of going to college... many did, most didn't. I think kids now expect a $50K job right out of high school, and I laugh at that. When I graduated high school, I openly said, "Okay world, I did what you wanted, now bring it on!" It wasn't the end of the dues-paying work... it was the beginning! Plan on busting your ass until retirement, anything less and you are deluding yourself.
I'm guessing you never went to another school. Huntingdon High was made up of more rich kids who only cared what brand of sneakers you wore, and who your daddy was, and poor kids who had to take massive amounts of sh*t from those kids. Sure, that happens at every school, but Southern has more of a level playing field. We were mostly all poor, or at least we were in the majority. The rich kids were outnumbered, and farmboys and woodsmen will give you a lickin' in a heartbeat.
My teacher friends (and I confess, I don't know all the teachers there) are very vocal about how much they love their jobs, and they know the kid's parents, which doesn't happen as much in big schools. I only know what they tell me.
It sounds like you had a bad experience in high school. You'll get over that in time. Twenty years oughta do it!
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I'm guessing you never went to another school. Huntingdon High was made up of more rich kids who only cared what brand of sneakers you wore, and who your daddy was, and poor kids who had to take massive amounts of sh*t from those kids. Sure, that happens at every school, but Southern has more of a level playing field. We were mostly all poor, or at least we were in the majority. The rich kids were outnumbered, and farmboys and woodsmen will give you a lickin' in a heartbeat.
My teacher friends (and I confess, I don't know all the teachers there) are very vocal about how much they love their jobs, and they know the kid's parents, which doesn't happen as much in big schools. I only know what they tell me.
It sounds like you had a bad experience in high school. You'll get over that in time. Twenty years oughta do it!

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No I attended other schools - some were just as bad, only without rednecks. I guess my problem was - im not about the "rural" lifestyle. I hate country music, I dont think farming is a worthwhile career, yeah it may have its perks.. but not many. I dont like NASCAR, i think Hunting is a ruthless, egotistical, cruel sport where man has an un-fair advantage over nature. You show me a man who will bring down a deer or a bear with his bare hands, and I'll show you a man fighting nature hand to hand. I think fishing is the most pointless activity out there - i just dont think the rural thing is for me. Which is why i went to college, got a damn good education and headed for different environments.. (Lebanon - where the men are rapists, and the women are scared haha) but thats just me, I was out-numbered by the woodsmen and farmers - but I was vocal about it. And it lead to me being one of the most hated members of my class hahasongsmith wrote:Again... I went there in 1980-'81. Things were different. At that time, there were no jobs and very little hope of going to college... many did, most didn't. I think kids now expect a $50K job right out of high school, and I laugh at that. When I graduated high school, I openly said, "Okay world, I did what you wanted, now bring it on!" It wasn't the end of the dues-paying work... it was the beginning! Plan on busting your ass until retirement, anything less and you are deluding yourself.
I'm guessing you never went to another school. Huntingdon High was made up of more rich kids who only cared what brand of sneakers you wore, and who your daddy was, and poor kids who had to take massive amounts of sh*t from those kids. Sure, that happens at every school, but Southern has more of a level playing field. We were mostly all poor, or at least we were in the majority. The rich kids were outnumbered, and farmboys and woodsmen will give you a lickin' in a heartbeat.
My teacher friends (and I confess, I don't know all the teachers there) are very vocal about how much they love their jobs, and they know the kid's parents, which doesn't happen as much in big schools. I only know what they tell me.
It sounds like you had a bad experience in high school. You'll get over that in time. Twenty years oughta do it!-------->JMS
To this day, 3 years after graduating from there - I still catch shit from the "upper eschelon" of Southern when I come back up for a weekend, or for an E.o.A show. These are the same people who are 1 or 2 years older than me, and work for Penndot - holding a fucking flag. They harass me about stupid petty little things, I mention to them I have a college degree, live 150 miles from "home", and have a job making 45,000 a year, what have they ever done - and that usually shuts them up, it's great haha
They sound happy, you don't, bud.
I'm not disrespecting you... you have a right to be proud of what you've done, and I can't, and don't want, to take that from you. I just can't allow you to dismiss me and my kind. You need to get outside, and surround yourself with nature, I think. I love fishing, because I can be totally immersed in the solitude, and complexity and beauty of nature. And the fish only bite if they want to, I can't force them to do anything, hence the challenge.
Incidentally, I'm for fair-chase hunting only, no baiting or 50-caliber machine guns. Beyond that, a deer can see you in the dark, hear your breath at 50 yards, and smell your breath at 150 yards. He can run more than 5 times faster than the fastest human and jump 35 feet long and 8 feet high. He can weather outside conditions that would kill me in minutes. Any fight between a rutting buck and an unarmed human can and does result in a dead human. If you don't hunt, or even enjoy nature, you can't possibly understand how hunting is ingrained in the human condition. Biologically, we are hunter-gatherers, as are bears and canids. We just happen to be higher on the food chain, for now. Hunting can be cruel, but all predators are cruel killers. I've noted here before, all hunters feel remorse for a short time after taking game, it's part of the psychology of the hunt.
As for flagging for PennDOT... it's dangerous and boring. Somebody has to do it. And a PennDOT employee with some seniority can easily make $45K per year.
Again, I am not dissing you whatsoever. I don't see you the same way I see the trolls on here, you are open about who and what you are. I just don't see the point in perceived-class warfare, or bashing the redneck population... I am a proud pickup-driving, ballcap-wearing, trailer-living, bass-fishing, steel-guitar-playing man with a neck so red you can see it from space. I am who I am, and nothing more, and I made my choices and live by them. In many ways I'm an anachronism, in that I also love technology and have an extreme need for input (hence the Internet addiction), but I never forget that I plowed with mules as a kid.
I hope you can at least respect that, but you don't owe me anything.---->JMS
I'm not disrespecting you... you have a right to be proud of what you've done, and I can't, and don't want, to take that from you. I just can't allow you to dismiss me and my kind. You need to get outside, and surround yourself with nature, I think. I love fishing, because I can be totally immersed in the solitude, and complexity and beauty of nature. And the fish only bite if they want to, I can't force them to do anything, hence the challenge.
Incidentally, I'm for fair-chase hunting only, no baiting or 50-caliber machine guns. Beyond that, a deer can see you in the dark, hear your breath at 50 yards, and smell your breath at 150 yards. He can run more than 5 times faster than the fastest human and jump 35 feet long and 8 feet high. He can weather outside conditions that would kill me in minutes. Any fight between a rutting buck and an unarmed human can and does result in a dead human. If you don't hunt, or even enjoy nature, you can't possibly understand how hunting is ingrained in the human condition. Biologically, we are hunter-gatherers, as are bears and canids. We just happen to be higher on the food chain, for now. Hunting can be cruel, but all predators are cruel killers. I've noted here before, all hunters feel remorse for a short time after taking game, it's part of the psychology of the hunt.
As for flagging for PennDOT... it's dangerous and boring. Somebody has to do it. And a PennDOT employee with some seniority can easily make $45K per year.
Again, I am not dissing you whatsoever. I don't see you the same way I see the trolls on here, you are open about who and what you are. I just don't see the point in perceived-class warfare, or bashing the redneck population... I am a proud pickup-driving, ballcap-wearing, trailer-living, bass-fishing, steel-guitar-playing man with a neck so red you can see it from space. I am who I am, and nothing more, and I made my choices and live by them. In many ways I'm an anachronism, in that I also love technology and have an extreme need for input (hence the Internet addiction), but I never forget that I plowed with mules as a kid.
I hope you can at least respect that, but you don't owe me anything.---->JMS
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I think that anyone who wasn't a jock/cheerleader or a rich kid looks back upon his or her high school years with less than positive memories. I've come to the conclusion that the only people who refer to that time period as "the best years of your life" are football heros and prom queens who never accomplished anything worthwhile after graduation. I remember sitting in health class one day, and our teach said that he would never want to be our age again. I was so happy that someone told the truth, and didn't bullshit us. As much stress and responsibilities there are in the "real world" as compared being a teenager in high school, I'll take the real world anyday of the week.
The small town drama sucks though. I pretty much hate it around here and don't want to get stuck in a place with no opportunity that rewards one due to nepotism instead of merit. I know I've said it before, but I'll say it again: As soon as I get that piece of paper that says, "Congratulations, you've been accepted into our university's graduate program," I'm blowing this pop-sickle stand faster than a coked-up hooker at Diary Queen.
The small town drama sucks though. I pretty much hate it around here and don't want to get stuck in a place with no opportunity that rewards one due to nepotism instead of merit. I know I've said it before, but I'll say it again: As soon as I get that piece of paper that says, "Congratulations, you've been accepted into our university's graduate program," I'm blowing this pop-sickle stand faster than a coked-up hooker at Diary Queen.
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No No dont think im dissing you. You atleast think. Im talking about these classless, brainless fuckers who dont think for one moment about anything. They meander about their lives, without a concern in the world about the people whos lives in which they impact. These are usually the ones who end up hopping from job to job, or sadly, commiting suicide. I agree, there are some out there who are cool - and those are the ones I look to as equals, they atleast have a sense of urgency to make something of their lives. Then there are some who absolutely have no care in the world about anything.songsmith wrote:They sound happy, you don't, bud.
I'm not disrespecting you... you have a right to be proud of what you've done, and I can't, and don't want, to take that from you. I just can't allow you to dismiss me and my kind. You need to get outside, and surround yourself with nature, I think. I love fishing, because I can be totally immersed in the solitude, and complexity and beauty of nature. And the fish only bite if they want to, I can't force them to do anything, hence the challenge.
Incidentally, I'm for fair-chase hunting only, no baiting or 50-caliber machine guns. Beyond that, a deer can see you in the dark, hear your breath at 50 yards, and smell your breath at 150 yards. He can run more than 5 times faster than the fastest human and jump 35 feet long and 8 feet high. He can weather outside conditions that would kill me in minutes. Any fight between a rutting buck and an unarmed human can and does result in a dead human. If you don't hunt, or even enjoy nature, you can't possibly understand how hunting is ingrained in the human condition. Biologically, we are hunter-gatherers, as are bears and canids. We just happen to be higher on the food chain, for now. Hunting can be cruel, but all predators are cruel killers. I've noted here before, all hunters feel remorse for a short time after taking game, it's part of the psychology of the hunt.
As for flagging for PennDOT... it's dangerous and boring. Somebody has to do it. And a PennDOT employee with some seniority can easily make $45K per year.
Again, I am not dissing you whatsoever. I don't see you the same way I see the trolls on here, you are open about who and what you are. I just don't see the point in perceived-class warfare, or bashing the redneck population... I am a proud pickup-driving, ballcap-wearing, trailer-living, bass-fishing, steel-guitar-playing man with a neck so red you can see it from space. I am who I am, and nothing more, and I made my choices and live by them. In many ways I'm an anachronism, in that I also love technology and have an extreme need for input (hence the Internet addiction), but I never forget that I plowed with mules as a kid.
I hope you can at least respect that, but you don't owe me anything.---->JMS
I respect that you embrace what you are - thats great - be proud of what you are. Just be productive about it - thats all society can ask of you. Too many people in this world for some to not do anything to help better the world - you'll find most of those in the backwoods of Arkansas or Oklahoma - or like my sister and brother in-law haha - but i respect everyone who can say "yeah - im this, fuckin deal with it" - and i mean no disrespect to anybody who will stand up for themselves and say "so what.. it takes all kinds to make a world.."
...And I admit, it ain't all sh*ts and giggles. My sister also married a guy who took it past the redneck limit, and on into loser territory.
Lots of folks do the dirty work because that's all they can do... I don't bust 'em for that, it's gotta be done, and better them than me in most cases. I was blessed with a bit of grey matter between the ears, and do try to utilize it to make a living, but I'd rather play music than anything, really. I think we have that in common.
Your bad H.S. experiences will fade with time. I still remember some of the crap I had to take at Huntingdon H.S., but no longer feel the nagging need to get even that I once had. I'm planning on going to my 25th reunion next year, simply to confirm my theory that karma reigns, and d*ckheads get their come-uppance. Oh, I gained more than a few pounds, and a couple wrinkles, but I can take a roomful of people or a few thousand, and move them. That never stops kicking ass. ---------->JMS
Lots of folks do the dirty work because that's all they can do... I don't bust 'em for that, it's gotta be done, and better them than me in most cases. I was blessed with a bit of grey matter between the ears, and do try to utilize it to make a living, but I'd rather play music than anything, really. I think we have that in common.
Your bad H.S. experiences will fade with time. I still remember some of the crap I had to take at Huntingdon H.S., but no longer feel the nagging need to get even that I once had. I'm planning on going to my 25th reunion next year, simply to confirm my theory that karma reigns, and d*ckheads get their come-uppance. Oh, I gained more than a few pounds, and a couple wrinkles, but I can take a roomful of people or a few thousand, and move them. That never stops kicking ass. ---------->JMS
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songsmith, I lived among "real" Rednecks, have even seen ones in PA in action and you songsmith, are no "real" Redneck. Oh, you may have some of the lifestyle characteristics, but that in and of itself does not make you a Redneck.
You're too nice of a person and too respectful of others, to be a "real" Redneck. Why, if YOU are a Redneck, then so am I!
I have always said that "I grew up in the Woods"...Woods were at the end of my backyard until I was 14 and my family moved about a mile away. My dad was raised in the city and never hunted. My mom had 8 brothers...my Uncles did. My dad did Fish and I've always loved to Fish, but maybe it's the Pisces that I am, I throw them back. I find the Peace, solitude and sounds of Nature "restoreth my Soul". I did fairly well in High School and it was 150 miles away, in East Central PA, but my school was much like yours songsmith, there were more of us poor kids. I'll never forget my friend Linda and I thought we were hot stuff with our 1 pair of "name brand" Gitano Jeans that we got in our Sophomore or Junior Year...of course, the rich kids had Jordache and Sasson. We had "poor kids' Designer Jeans".
I was in the middle echelon and friends with everyone. While I was in a few Clubs and for some reason appointed one of the Editors of our 1981 Senior Yearbook, that was about it. My one best friend, Linda, was a Cheerleader and another, Karen, was in the Band, but that's as close as I ever was to ANY of that. NO Prom Queens in this vicinity, LMAO! While I had a few good times, I do NOT consider it the "best time of my life", not by a long shot! I'm actually having one helluva grand time NOW, thank you verrry much!!! (Life truly DOES begin at 40! ...or as in my case, it started at 41!
) "Self-esteem". I didn't have much back in High School and it's not always an easy road to travel to find it, or keep it. I did have a few good teachers, especially Mrs. Senich, my 6th Grade Science teacher who nutured my love of Nature and caring about the Environment. I had great High School English teachers too...at least I think so! 
You're too nice of a person and too respectful of others, to be a "real" Redneck. Why, if YOU are a Redneck, then so am I!
I have always said that "I grew up in the Woods"...Woods were at the end of my backyard until I was 14 and my family moved about a mile away. My dad was raised in the city and never hunted. My mom had 8 brothers...my Uncles did. My dad did Fish and I've always loved to Fish, but maybe it's the Pisces that I am, I throw them back. I find the Peace, solitude and sounds of Nature "restoreth my Soul". I did fairly well in High School and it was 150 miles away, in East Central PA, but my school was much like yours songsmith, there were more of us poor kids. I'll never forget my friend Linda and I thought we were hot stuff with our 1 pair of "name brand" Gitano Jeans that we got in our Sophomore or Junior Year...of course, the rich kids had Jordache and Sasson. We had "poor kids' Designer Jeans".


