After that, I went back inside the gym, I saw Mr. J (see a pic of him below) there. He came up to hug me. Mr. J. was an administrative assistant at the time I attended Seabreeze as a student. I already know Mr. J was transferred to another high school for his new job years 
ago. Mr. J took care of my old scooter during my high school years. He picked it up from the storage room when I arrived at high school every morning. Every afternoon, Mr. J put my scooter away into the storage room when I go home. I gave him an award on the night of Senior Awards (that is the pic on the right). That was few days before I graduated. It was late May. I didn’t know what’s going on until someone calling my name and wanted me to come up to the stage that night. It was an unexpected surprise to me and him. I made a statement about him. And then I received a hall of fame award along with a huge framed Senior 
photograph of me (see a pic of me on the right). I will never forget that night of Senior Awards. Unbelievable! Fast forward to the present, after I talked with Mr. J., I signed the yearbook at the table with a crowd of other graduates outside the gym. I mean inside the building. That was for time capsule I guess. When I finished signing it, I went to get my lunch at the food court on the football field outside. I felt hungry.
ago. Mr. J took care of my old scooter during my high school years. He picked it up from the storage room when I arrived at high school every morning. Every afternoon, Mr. J put my scooter away into the storage room when I go home. I gave him an award on the night of Senior Awards (that is the pic on the right). That was few days before I graduated. It was late May. I didn’t know what’s going on until someone calling my name and wanted me to come up to the stage that night. It was an unexpected surprise to me and him. I made a statement about him. And then I received a hall of fame award along with a huge framed Senior photograph of me (see a pic of me on the right). I will never forget that night of Senior Awards. Unbelievable! Fast forward to the present, after I talked with Mr. J., I signed the yearbook at the table with a crowd of other graduates outside the gym. I mean inside the building. That was for time capsule I guess. When I finished signing it, I went to get my lunch at the food court on the football field outside. I felt hungry. 
Wow! Great awards :-)
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