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No - NOT Sandy at RYDELL HIGH!!!! Music from the movie GREASE characters Danny ZUKO & Sandra DEE "Sandy" (portrayed/casted by John TRAVOLTA & Olivia NEWTON-JOHN). You'd be AMAZED at just how OFTEN this is pointed out to myself; LOL! Want to hear about NOSTALGIC GREASERS?Please see BELOW.
Instead I would come to attend BRUNSWICK HIGH wherein we actually DID possess GREASERS. I anticipate that this was a CONSCIOUS PROTEST against the (THEN; late 1970's) present day MAINSTREAM AMERICA meant to insipire NOSTALGIA and remind the world of a BETTER PLACE and TIME (the late 1950's).
It was A REFLECTION of TIME IN SPACE brought BACK wherein PEOPLE actually used to CARE about OTHERS. FAMILY was the most important thing in everyone's life. A time when CARS were meant to LAST. Street GANGS weren't about drugs, guns & murder, but SHARED FRIENDSHIP, and a really GOOD TIME.
PREQUISITES of becoming a BRUNSWICK GREASER? Height? Size? This was also SO KOOL. Height & size did NOT matter. The GREASERS were UNCONDITIONALLY BOUND by their OWN CODE!
The BRUNSWICK HIGH SCHOOL GREASERS were primarily adorned in BLACK LEATHER BIKER JACKETS (sometimes long BLACK TRENCH coats), BLACK cotton DRESS TROUSER styled pants & black nylon SOCKS. They wore their HAIR GREASED BACK in a "duck ass" style while sporting, at the opposite end of their sleek body look, tapered ITALIAN wing-tipped shoes.
One could SEE their OWN REFLECTION in EVERY pair of those regal GREASER wing-tipped shoes. Those guys shined their shoes like NONE-OTHER (spit shined)! LOL.
If you happened to "CATCH a GREASER" without their LEATHER JACKET on, you might spy he wearing a WIFE-BEATER (a tightly fitting, sleeveless, ribbed cotton tee magnifying their young abounding muscles), or most often, a POCKET TEE (wherein they would carry close to their hearts a hard-pack of CIGARETTES). I'm guessing a PARTICULAR BRAND. Perhaps CAMEL NON-FILTERS(?)
Regardless the BRUNSWICK HIGH GREASERS would PACK THE PACK of CIGARETTES before very COOLY, and slowly, lighting one up. Even the way they HELD & SMOKED their cigarettes ( holding them INSIDE their hand between their THUMB & FOREFINGER) was an invariable CODE. They'd take a DRAG while slowly RELEASING the smoke & simultaneously GLARING at you as if they were WEIGHING YOUR WORDS (oh heck, even your THOUGHTS) when they removed it from their mouths. LOL.
The BRUNSWICK GREASERS did NOT smile often, except at ONE ANOTHER, or perhaps their NEWEST CHICK. Their SERIOUS DEMEANOR was an UNSPOKEN.
Every morning as ALL walked IN, the BRUNSWICK GREASERS would be LINED UP against the MAIN ENTRY FOYER WALLS of the school checking out, not just THE GIRLS, but COMMANDED absolute RESPECT of most of the guys.
Happily I (my perception) would come to the conclusion that THE BRUNSWICK GREASERS were actually GREAT GUYS dressed in BLACK ARMOR who voiced LOUDLY "NO to DRUGS & GUNS!!!" and "NO to DISRESPECTING any & all CHICKS"! Also, if you want to get your ARM possibly BROKEN by a GREASER, just try & BULLY around someone smaller than yourself, or perhaps a little kid. LOOK OUT!!!
No one ever DARED to MESS with a GREASER CHICK , who could be OFTEN EASILY IDENTIFIED by HER wearing of HIS "black leather" coat and/or jacket (of which I was NEVER one).
I heard the GREASER GANG used to hang out at THE QUARRIES (West Laurel Road off Pearl) on FRIDAY nights. However come SATURDAY NIGHT the BRUNSWICK GREASERS & their CHICKS would put aside their SOCIAL CODE long enough to MEET UP with the BRUNSWICK GOOD GUYS & their GIRLS" (of which I WOULD become a part of; YES!). ALL would head UP to CLEVELAND at QUIGLEYS DOWN UNDER in THE FLATS (below the bridge; of which I was only ONCE present) for some ILLEGAL CAR RACING.
In reminiscing I can so vividly recall, listening to the MOUNTING & AMPLIFIED DECIBELS of each SET (2) of engines REVING ever so LOUDLY in ABSOLUTE INTIMIDATION of one another. BETS might be placed.
A VIVACIOUS GIRL would DROP a FLAG simultaneously as TIRES SCREAMED while the body of the rear-end of their HOT RODS swayed profusely to one side. The smell of RUBBER was overwhelming, as ALL were FOCUSED waiting for THE SMOKE to clear so one could SEE who won.
I had been raised "to be a lady" (yeah, LOL, a GIRLY GIRL). I primarily wore dresses and owned only ONE PAIR of BLUE JEANS (hip huggers with mild bell bottoms). But on THAT ONE SINGLE NIGHT - It was the FIRST TIME EVER that I actually found myself wishing I were "ONE OF THE BOYS". "No GUTS, No GLORY", they would say "matter-of-factly" to one another. THESE BOYS had NO FEAR, and WAY too much FUN! LOL.
I hope you had FuN visiting a "little of the past"!
Sandra Lea HUMPHRIES RAEDEL "HOME OF THE BRUNSWICK BLUE DEVILS"
Dedicated to "UNCLE MIKE", and his NIECE & NEPHEW, of whom I continue to hold NEAR & DEAR to my heart. Blessings to you EACH & ALL.
aka: M. VENTURA of BRUNSWICK (who continues to WEAR that (INVISIBLE) BLACK ARMOR.
