As a 16 year old at St. Helena High School in the early 1980’s, my classmates and I had a meeting spot in the middle of our town on Main Street in front of the Wells Fargo Bank. This is where we would meet in our cars and hang out to see who we knew that was driving by. I guess this was our form of cruising, but living in a town of only 5500 people not so many teenagers were actually driving by at any given point. However, this was our spot to show up in the early evening and decide what we were going to do for the night. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ This parking lot was the perfect spot. There was easy in and out passages and our cars were highly visible to ongoing traffic so anyone driving by could wave (or give the big chin nod in place of the wave which is what the cool kids did). I drove a brown Volkswagen Rabbit back then. The stereo in my car cost more than the actual car itself so I typically had the best music. Because our town of St. Helena was so small and crime-free, our police force (consisting of two cars and four officers I think) didn’t have much to do. They made a nightly habit of driving in and out of our meeting spot to check on us. We would smile and wave. If we had a late night meet up in the parking lot, we’d often get followed home by one of these cars. Probably to make sure we weren’t drinking or doing anything bad. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Lot’s of good memories made in front of that Wells Fargo Bank during my high school years!!