When We Were Young

I got booted out of school, drank too much (they seemed to go hand in hand), then regrouped. Went to WSU for a year, then returned to complete my degree at M. Went on to get my MAT and a nice job. Thank God I got a second chance...

I put a cigarette out on my arm once in my wild summer in between graduating high school and my freshman year of college. Obviously still have the scar. Not sure how related the two are but I don't smoke [cigarettes] anymore.

I once took a can of maize paint and painted a giant block M on my neighbors house...I mean that's what I'm planning to do tonight.

I was burning down the highway skyline on the back of a hurricane...

I got fired from a lifeguarding job for jumping off the diving platform naked while the facility was closed. However, it was the 4th of July, at Noon. Don't worry though, I looked around, no kids. Just a Park District cop hiding behind the building that I didn't see. Oh, and I had a latex glove on my head at the time. It's a long story... but surprisingly involves no drugs or alcohol. Count it?

After a bit of reflection, it is unfathomable that I have never spent a single night in jail. I will not elaborate.

the grocery store and was eating it in the car on the way home. My mom caught me and took me right back to the store and made me admit it to the store manager and LOOK HIM IN THE EYE when I admitted it. - Never even thought about stealing again. Also when I was 24 I drove home several times where I'm sure I was over the limit. I also did it once when I was married. We left a party at 1:30 a.m. went thru the Burger King drive-thru,bought woppers and ... I never did remember driving home, but I was puking up BK at 3 a.m. in my own toilet and there wasn't one scratch on my Tahoe the next day. - Haven't done that since either. I'm 45 now.

sixth grade osu week --1981-- my friend and I gathered silver and red paint from art class and filled the nearest boys room urinals (alternating red/silver/etc). being rookie delinquents it was a hasty job as we spilled evidence on the porcelain and the floor. a pair of scrub brushes, cleaning supplies, after school detention, etc. was our penance. the accomplice and I were bonded by the shared experience and were roommates freshman-junior years.

my bad...

and refused to listen to the police officer warning me not to. He then took me down in the middle of Stadium Blvd. and said I would go to jail if I did not use the tunnel under the road. I only cross at properly designated street corners now.

I once promised a guy that 5 years from now that he could have my show, and when the time came I gave it to him, but then I took it back almost immediately. oh wait, that was leno.

Starting at the ripe age of 6, I shoplifted. Anything and everything I could get my hands on, from candy bars to power tools. The largest, most expensive thing I lifted was an office chair (in a box, it required assembly) from Meijer. This lasted until I was 15; I was never caught, not even once. Helluva rush, but something I'm ashamed of and will never do again.

Just'a good ol' boy Never meanin' no harm. Beats all you never saw Been in trouble with the law Since the day I was born Staightnin' the curves Flatnin the hills Someday the mountain might get me But the law never will Makin' my way The only way I know how That's just a little bit more Than the law will allow. Makin' my way The only way I know how That's just a little bit more Than the law will allow. I'm a good ol' boy You know my momma loves me But she don't undestand They keep a showin my hands and not my face on TV

One time I took a puff of a cigar.

While playing football in Oosterbaan at late night, I climbed up the side netting to this ledge over the windows, and there were a lot of balls that had been thrown up there. Really expensive official soccerballs and such, i took a few. Ok not that bad.

laid the boots to car for blocking the only exit out of a parking lot in downtown windsor... my buddy and i were on our way back from the bar and i had drank a lot and i mean a lot of crown royal that night... we got back to his car and were about to leave the parking lot when we noticed this douchebag had purposely blocked the exit...

I think this is a very timely thread and one that the jack asses at the freep could learn a lot from. Sadly, the idea of research is not one they entertain very often. I had a very colorful youth. I was raised in a religous home and never wanted for anything. I was taught right from wrong and, from my experience, had the best family life of anyone I knew growing up. When I was 13 years old I started smoking (cigarettes) and drinking. When I was 14 I started doing drugs (minor drugs) and by the time I was 16 there were very few drugs I hadn't at least tried. As I said, I never wanted for anything as I came from a very well off family, but when I was 15 O started shoplifting for the fun of it. That lead to B&E's as well. When I would break into a house I wouldn't even steal anything, I just did it for the fun of it (how stupid is that). I have been charged with various crimes in my past that have since been erased (since I was a minor): assault, DUI, underage drinking, possession, resisting arrest, disturbing the peace, the list could go on a while if I really wanted to remember all of it. The only reason I stayed out of jail was because of my family name and the ability to afford the best lawyer money could buy. When I was 19 I got a girl pregnant and that was the real turning point in my life. I didn't want my child to know what a loser her father was so I decided to change. It was a tough road, as I dropped out of school when I was 17. I had to go back and get my high school diploma and then went off to Uni. I was in university for 13 years and now am a Cardiologist. It would have been easy for my family and friends to write me off. It would have been easy for people to condem me instead of giving me a second chance. But this is what can happen when second chances are given, people CAN change and become productive members of society. Not to toot my own horn, but I can say with certainty that there are people whose lives I have saved since becoming a Dr. I am now helping others because of the second chance I was given. I think these people who want kids headss for a few mistakes are doing something far worse than anything these kids have done. I would wager that everyone has made at least one mistake in their life, so to not give these kids a second chance is just insane to me.

I once hit a man in Dearborn, Michigan. A hit and run. I hit him and just kept on going. I don't know if he's alive or dead...but I'm sorry. Not a day goes by I don't see his face.

When I was younger some neighbor kids and I decided it would be cool to valdalize one of our neighbor's homes. My mom eventually found out I had a hand in it and made me apologize to the family. After that day I stopped hanging out with those kids and we went down two different paths. I can relate with Demar because I was hanging out with some kids I had no business hanging out with. I was lucky that the parents were cool and didn't press charges. Later on in high school I ended up dating their daughter and she reminds one of my oldest friends to this day. They could have easily held a grudge but instead decided to give me another chance.

When I was younger my friends and I yanked peoples' political signs out of their yards and one person actually chased us. Good thing we lost them or I could've gotten a felony.

when I was 14 I was in an elevator when two teenage girls got on a few floors before my stop when I noticed that my fly was open ... I nonchalantly zipped it up without looking down ... when the door opened, I tried to walk past the girls when to my horror, I had zipped a small piece of one of the girls scarfs in my zipper! Needless to say, I don't think I ever was "redder" or more embarrassed ... they luckily didn't scream, but I did quickly untangle myself and got the hell out of there! Too bad in hindsight I couldn't have made more of a joke of it.

steal our wild and crazy party pics from Meijers in High School. Back in the nineties, a whole bunch of high school kids drinking busch light from a pony keg was considered wild and crazy.

I worked at metro airport for the Northwest airlink..loading baggage on puddlejumpers. Friend of mine had a bright idea to deface the cargo bin of the plane headed to Columbus the night before the game..we painted some bad language and draped it with a Michigan flag.. Apparently this was a Federal Offence. I was charged with a felony. I plead guilty, Geraldine Ford down at Frank Murphy Hall of Justice in Detroit apparently was in a good mood.. I was put on probation and it was exponged from my record upon completion.

Underage drinking and drug use, vandalism, the occasional "joy ride" among other things. Ended up getting me locked up a couple of times, countless mornings of "WTF happened last night?" as well as a drinking problem and a Nikki Sixx style OD. Shit was pretty crazy for a while there, but luckily i've completely changed my ways, quit drinking 12-03-08, am engaged and doing quite well for myself. The one good thing that came out of it all was life experience. That, and I have tons of cool ass stories.