It was a warm, sunny Saturday in May, the sixteenth to be exact. I was just a few weeks away from finishing my seventh grade year. That morning I was wearing a pair of shorts and a Mickey Mouse t-shirt. While white Keds with no laces was a fashion trend at the time, I believe I wore my lace up tennis shoes that day. I was among a group of junior high students and teachers eagerly anticipating the annual school bike hike. I was ready to ride my red Schwinn ten-speed some 15 miles from school to Lemon Lake County Park. We would enjoy a picnic lunch and a fun afternoon at the park before making the trek back to school.