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In the years 1972-1974 dress code violations, hair violations and smoking on school grounds got me expelled from two Catholic High Schools.
I did it on purpose to eventually not have to attend Catholic school anymore. Really could not tolerate petty rules designed to produce sheep-like compliance.
My last two years of high school were at public school.
For me, it WAS public schools. But I graduated in 1968, so between '64 and '68, even the public schools were very strict with their dress codes and hair policies.

Nobody (boys or girls) was allowed to wear jeans. Boys had to wear nice dress slacks. No t-shirts. Shirts had to have collars. Hair had to be short enough to meet their ridiculous standards.

Girls could not wear slacks at all. They had to wear dresses or skirts, and they couldn't be short. If the girl knelt down and her skirt or dress didn't reach the floor, it was deemed to be too short.

I went into the military soon after high school, so again my hair had to stay short. (At least it was more understandable in the military!) So after that I said "Screw it!" and let my hair grow long and grew a beard. Finally had some freedom. The girls liked it and were plentiful. Life was good. :D And now I'm old... (Below pic is in those "finally free" days!!) (For some reason, scanned pics come out all pixelated like this one...)
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For me, it WAS public schools. But I graduated in 1968, so between '64 and '68, even the public schools were very strict with their dress codes and hair policies.

Nobody (boys or girls) was allowed to wear jeans. Boys had to wear nice dress slacks. No t-shirts. Shirts had to have collars. Hair had to be short enough to meet their ridiculous standards.

Girls could not wear slacks at all. They had to wear dresses or skirts, and they couldn't be short. If the girl knelt down and her skirt or dress didn't reach the floor, it was deemed to be too short.

I went into the military soon after high school, so again my hair had to stay short. (At least it was more understandable in the military!) So after that I said "Screw it!" and let my hair grow long and grew a beard. Finally had some freedom. The girls liked it and were plentiful. Life was good. :D And now I'm old... (Below pic is in those "finally free" days!!) (For some reason, scanned pics come out all pixelated like this one...)
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Dude, if this is your wedding day, then your "finally free" days were short lived!
Great pic man
 
In the years 1972-1974 dress code violations, hair violations and smoking on school grounds got me expelled from two Catholic High Schools.
I did it on purpose to eventually not have to attend Catholic school anymore. Really could not tolerate petty rules designed to produce sheep-like compliance.
My last two years of high school were at public school.
I have two younger brothers, one and two years behind me. One's bday is 15 September, too late to start the school year at the public school, so my parents sent him to a Catholic school for first grade, so the two wouldn't be in the same class all through school. He made it all of 5 weeks at the Catholic school before getting kicked out. His "crime"? Forgetting to zip up after using the restroom and freaking out the girls in the class. :roflmao:
 
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I remember looking through the HS yearbooks and seeing a lot of flat tops during that time in CA.

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Same here. Then totally removed by an Army barber at Ft. Leonard Wood in Jan. '70. I consciously earned an Article 15 while in the Army hospital in Denver in April '72 while waiting for my medical discharge. The Pride Patrol came through my wing. The E6 told me to get a haircut (I'd been on my back for a couple of months and haircuts weren't at the top of my list) and I told him to f' off. He dragged me out of bed and stuck me in front of a major, where I repeated my opinion. The major issued me an Article 15 and fined me $25. The E6 dragged me down to the hospital barber and had my head "shaved". A couple of weeks later, while at the Denver airport waiting for my flight home, I got popped by the same a-hole E6 on Pride Patrol, who dragged me down to the airport barber and forced me to get, and pay for, another haircut. That barber laughed, because there was nothing to cut. So, what did I do after getting my medical discharge? This! That's natural, by the way.

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Same here. Then totally removed by an Army barber at Ft. Leonard Wood in Jan. '70. I consciously earned an Article 15 while in the Army hospital in Denver in April '72 while waiting for my medical discharge. The Pride Patrol came through my wing. The E6 told me to get a haircut (I'd been on my back for a couple of months and haircuts weren't at the top of my list) and I told him to f' off. He dragged me out of bed and stuck me in front of a major, where I repeated my opinion. The major issued me an Article 15 and fined me $25. The E6 dragged me down to the hospital barber and had my head "shaved". A couple of weeks later, while at the Denver airport waiting for my flight home, I got popped by the same a-hole E6 on Pride Patrol, who dragged me down to the airport barber and forced me to get, and pay for, another haircut. That barber laughed, because there was nothing to cut. So, what did I do after getting my medical discharge? This! That's natural, by the way.

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It was all about the hair.
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