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The Rest of the Story

The "secret room" story was picked up today by Paul Harvey. He read an edited version of the story - picking out "narrow catwalk" and "cavelike room", while adding something about being in secret use by a select few - "the sons and daughters of the sons and daughters" - as if it were a family secret, rather than simply a legacy handed from one class to another.

What Mr Harvey didn't say - and what the story picked up by the Rocky Mountain News from the Smoky Hill High School Express failed to make clear - is that those "narrow catwalks" were specifically designed for safe use by students hanging lights for theater productions in the school. The "cavelike room" - far from being an al qaeda hideout - was ... well, okay that part is pretty cool - but hardly more insidious. than any other hidden corner that students find to nap or make out or simply escape the increasingly opressive hand of school administration.

I admit, I get a charge out of learning that one of the secrets we kept back in my high school days has remained secret this long, and I am suprisingly sad to hear that it has been shut down. If I were still a Smoky Hill Theatre student, I know where I'd be hiding out to mourn its loss.

And THAT... is the rest of the story.

originally published 05/05/2006

 

 

 

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