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Where are they now? |
The Signal The basement. I spent five years there. And I suppose whether you went to the Trenton Normal School, Trenton State College, or TCNJ, if you're reading this, you spent a lot of time there too. It's a good place, lots of great people. And more than any career counselling session (oh wait, I never went to one of those), The Signal gave me a real set of skills that I have been using ever since. Lately, I have heard from some Signalites, and it's so nice to be back in touch. But because life gets busy, and email addresses and phone numbers get lost, it can be easy to lose touch. I figured I'd post web links for the Signal people -- my generation or any other -- so that it might be easier to find one another. Please email me if you'd like your web page or email address posted. Or if you'd like your contact info removed/changed. We recently moved, and in my unpacking efforts, I have come across boxes and boxes of my generation of Signal stuff: old newspapers, photos, signs, etc. I hope, in my downtime, to scan or photograph some of this, and post it here. Beau, I hope none of it is a career-killer for you. :) Here's to hoping that this generation's Andy D. is pushing Eddie J. down the hall on a brand new office chair, and into a wall. Here's to hoping that this generation's Eddie isn't wounded too badly as his entire body does significant damage to the sheetrock at the end of the hall. Here's to hoping that TSR is blamed (just kidding). |