I remember long drives. I seem to remember Pennsylvania Dutch Country and the Delaware Water Gap. Speaking of which, Where is Chris Ellison?

I remember by senoir year not taking them seriously at all. In fact many homework assignments were intentionally not done in anticipation of the daily scare. Usually this would result in bribing Dennis Kein for use of his car, especially the end of junior year. We'd take his car out to the scenic overlook on Rt. 80 to "overlook the scene". Once Andy Marshall was determined to drive to the farm which could be observed from the overlook. Not sure if we found the same farm but he did take Dennis's car through a cow pasture nearly hitting cows and flipping his Chevette as we did doughnuts. Then we'd stop for burgers at some place in Hunterdon county. Man those were fun times.

I recall another trip to the scenic overlook on Rte 80 but that was NOT after a bomb scare -- more like after a Remo Canova Accounting Class. ;)
Yes, it was wonderful having a friend with wheels -- are you out there, Sue Keir? That Mustang sure did take us to some interesting places!
A shame about all of the scares, but good memories none the less.

There was a lot of Uno playing as well. Do you think any parents knew the extent of our wandering? I'm sure they believed us all to be safely supervised for the day.