Thursday

I have no Alma Mater

FAC Class of 1998, also I miss the shoes I am wearing


Most people can point to their High School and it will still be functional school building.  Mine is not, the school shut down many years ago and is now a full fledged church.  I write this because I recently visited there after I heard the news that the gym was being transformed into a youth worship center.  That gym was the basis for my existence for 3+ years of my life. 

I guess it always was a church first and foremost but it still saddens me that my school is no longer there.

So now I will begin a long reminiscent wandering about FAC, and yes I still wish I was in high school.

First Assembly of God (Do not do the acronym for that) or First Assembly Christian was my high school, and I loved it, but most of all I loved that gym.  


I learned about on the line up the line, got fouled super hard by Perry Lewis in there and watched cliff alter scores. I watched James Paul Horn call his own number 6+ in a row, made a lot of friends in that gym, held Michigan Lutheran to zero points for a quarter, and dunked for the first time. I watched someone run into a wall, broke my hand, and had 24 rebounds in that gym. I made lifelong friends in that gym, learned about Jesus, life, girls and college locker rooms in that gym. Goodbye FAC gym, you will be missed, you formed the basis for some of the greatest memory I have about FAC. 

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