Published by

K Mark Schofer

Coleen went to Daniel Boone high school for one glorious year of her life. She loved the school that set up on the hill. She moved there at the beginning of eight grade and fit in quite well. Most of the schools in her school district were under construction. She thought the reason for that was many people were moving here from the hustle and bustle that was Philadelphia and more schools needed building. Why she thought of things such as this was a mystery to her.

She found her new school much to her liking and she fit in rather easily.

Except in her music class where her teacher had them sing a Beach Boys song

In round

Which was

rather cool

She would have preferred The Velvet Underground

Those were different times.

Hello,

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.