As an NTCHS freshman, Harold was a gangly kid, quiet and shy, but wiry, strong, and gutsy enough to stand up for himself. He gained a measure of fame early on when challenged by a senior to "Meet me behind the gym after school." Many of us cautioned him to let it go, but Harold said, "I can't chicken out." He confessed to fear, but kept the date and thoroughly whupped his tormentor--surprising everyone. Harold's family moved to Billings in our sophomore year, and I lost track of him. His younger brother, Jerry, joined our crew at Texaco in Anacortes, WA, in 1968, and I was shocked by the news that Harold had succumed to leukemia at age 27, the second member of our class to lead into the Great Beyond. In my mind's eye I can still see his cockeyed smile. Joe White
Joe White (1958)
As an NTCHS freshman, Harold was a gangly kid, quiet and shy, but wiry, strong, and gutsy enough to stand up for himself. He gained a measure of fame early on when challenged by a senior to "Meet me behind the gym after school." Many of us cautioned him to let it go, but Harold said, "I can't chicken out." He confessed to fear, but kept the date and thoroughly whupped his tormentor--surprising everyone. Harold's family moved to Billings in our sophomore year, and I lost track of him. His younger brother, Jerry, joined our crew at Texaco in Anacortes, WA, in 1968, and I was shocked by the news that Harold had succumed to leukemia at age 27, the second member of our class to lead into the Great Beyond. In my mind's eye I can still see his cockeyed smile. Joe White