IT DIDN'T FEEL LIKE YOU WERE UNDER ARMED GUARDS IN AN ARMED CAMP THAT YEAR?
Central was in no way an armed camp that year from my perspective. Um, it was a fun place to be, a happy place to be. I remember one of the days when we had the bomb threat, and we had to spend – oh, it probably was minutes outside, but maybe it seemed like an hour, and there was just a lot of fun conversation going on, and I noticed a picture in the yearbook of our being outside, and I recalled why we were there, and yet, you might think a bomb threat sounds scary, but I don't even remember that being scary. I think we just saw it as an excuse to get out of class.