1. DPS Graduate Voices: The Class of 2015

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    Celebrate with us as we honor the Denver Public Schools graduation class of 2015! As seniors prepare to cross the graduation stage, they shared gratitude for their families, teachers, counselors and DPS school communities. Featured students: Juan Soto, Denver South High School Vivi Sewavi, Denver South High School Haneen Alkinani, Denver South High School Denise Vigil, Denver West High School Yesica Estala-Monreal, Denver West High School Carmelina Palmer, Denver Center for International Studies Mykaela Johnson, Denver School of Science and Technology at Green Valley Ranch Sheila Qasemi, Denver School of Science and Technology at Green Valley Ranch Zulema Campos, Denver North High School Jose Lopez, Bruce Randolph Wes Ogsbury, Denver East High School

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    • West High School demolishes The Cove

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      Contractors on Friday, October 10, 2014 demolished The Cove, part of West High School in Anchorage. Watch as the building comes down.

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      • West High FieldTurf Installation

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        ERIK HILL / Anchorage Daily News West High in Anchorage is the latest Alaska school to receive a FieldTurf playing field. The eagle design at midfield is among the most intricate logos installed on a field by Beyond The Turf of Bend, Oregon.

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        • The High School Years- Episode 3: "Homecoming"

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          Well, it's been awhile, hasn't it? So, first, my apologies. When I started this whole endeavor, the plan was to release a new episode every few weeks and have a whole documentary done in a little less than a year. And at first, that seemed plausible- I managed to churn-out "Class Roster" in about two weeks, and less than a month after that "Zero Period" hit the internet and damn near went viral. I was a good ways into Episode 3, (the episode you now see before you), but then life got in the way and I had to put production on hold. I figured, hey, lemme concentrate on this hospital stuff for like a month and then I'll pick it up again. No big deal, right? There's a whole other half of 2009 to go. Right? Well, one month became two. Then two into three. And so on. And so on. Dust began to gather on top of my old mini-VHS tapes and the video editing program on my computer became an abandoned, ignored program that almost got deleted on several occasions. Periodically I would reopen the file and play what little I had of Episode 3, but every time I even considered working on it I just took one look at all the footage I had to go through and I was discouraged from even giving it a try. Thus, the episode sat there on my hard drive, alone, unfinished, and there was even a time where I thought the whole project was a lost cause. But then residency ended. I entered the blissful world of physician unemployment and in waiting for the next big thing to come along, I found the free time I needed to settle down and finally finish this damned thing. There were a few other videos on the queue first, (see "Dynamite" by my Internal Medicine residency class, which garnered almost a thousand hits in its first week), but I eventually blew the dust off the old tapes, opened the file, and dove back into the world of Homecoming 1999. So... apology accepted? * The biggest thing that struck me in looking at these old homecoming tapes, (besides the amazing amount of hair that was on my head back then... Jesus, how'd I lose it all?), was the idea of love; what it meant to me then, and what it means to me now. Watching 17-year old David Law run around in his tuxedo, (and dragging his ever-loyal then-girlfriend Marisol around with him and forcing her to tape his every move), I realized that I was an idealist back then, honest, but also foolish and not quite willing to face the true nature of love in its purest form. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing- I suppose we all need to go through a phase like that before we end up where we need to be to truly love someone. But back then I wasn't ready for that and, hell, I'm not quite sure if I am even now. I was not incapable of feeling love back then, nor do I doubt that I felt true love for my friends, my family, my girlfriend, and my entire social circle. But twelve years in the real world can really do a number on you, lemme tell you, and after a number of disappointments and tough lessons, I've learned that yes, while love can be wonderful and sweet, it can also be trying and difficult. Painful, even. But that's what makes it all the more worth it and, when it comes to choosing the one you're gonna be with the rest of your life, that strife is what solidifies a true bond that you'll spend the rest of your life perfecting. Thoughts such as these struck me as I realized that, hell, back then a part of me actually believed that if I won homecoming king, I'd be set for life. Episode 3: "Homecoming", is my first foray into the romance genre, (well, I suppose there's the wedding video I made for Huang and Kelly, http://www.vimeo.com/24687880 , but I consider wedding videos a different genre all their own). But this is not a love story, at least not in the way we typically understand it, and really it was never meant to be. My goal in this episode was to portray the events of a typical high school homecoming week and to only hint at the flurry of emotions that surround it, the young, innocent love between the various couples on campus, the fluttery feelings in your chest you felt whenever your crush walked by, the unspoken sexual tension that existed between the sexes. To fully dote on them and to boldly identify them was never the purpose of this video- to do so would be to give us too much credit in those years. Truly, the implication is enough. I wanted the aloofness of the video to reflect our own delightful innocence in 1999, and to instead focus quite giddily on the race for homecoming court and the eventual coronation that followed. It was a fun pursuit for me and, in a world where that sort of childish fanaticism is all-too-often overshadowed and devalued by the gravity of real life, (trust me... I'm a doctor), I think it'd be good for all our mental healths to dwell on that kind of ignorance from time to time. I mean, hell, we can't all be worried about the end of the world all the time, can we? So this is it, Episode 3, finally here now after a two year hiatus. I chose specifically only old Motown music for the soundtrack to give the video a "classic oldie"- type flair, and I relied less on my editing skills and more on the skills of the subjects to carry more of the tale, (how delightfully I was reminded that Mr. McMurray could steal a show like he did at the Top 5 student rally). I do hope you enjoy this segment and I do hope you share it with others- after all, it's the reason I continue to make these films in the first place. Thank you again for watching! And don't worry- I'm now committed to finishing this project, in one way or the other, before I lose the rest of my hair. -David

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          • The High School Years- Episode 2: "Zero Period"

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            It was 3AM when I woke up. Outside the dark rain clouds we had eyed earlier on the Ellis Island Ferry hovered precariously above and rumbled quietly, almost gently, in the distance. I sat up in bed, my eyes only reporting images of soft shadows and shapes around me, and then I reached over and turned-on the bedside lamp. Light poured onto the auburn bed sheets and carpeted floors and a moment later I heard a rustling from the far corner of the room. MmmmM "What?" I asked. Mmmm-turn the goddamn light off "It's time to get up, Aaron." I replied. turnitoffturnitoff "Naw, man," I said. I threw my bed sheets onto the floor and placed both feet onto the ground. "Banim said we gotta be at the buses and ready to go by three-thirty. If we're late, we'll miss our rehearsal." Huang's voice: "It's raining outside." I strained my ears. The drummer was right- outside there was the faint pitter-patter of raindrops splattering against the window. "Well, that sucks," I muttered. TURNTHELIGHTOFF "Turn it off," came Huang's voice in agreement. I walked slowly to the bathroom and ran the faucet water hot. I splashed a few handfuls on my face and suddenly I remembered the water from the Potomoc River as it had blown in a mist onto our faces at the Jefferson Monument a million years ago. But it hadn't been that long. It was only... had that only been 2 weeks ago? I dried my face with the plush white hotel towels. "Don't you wanna be on TV?" I called out from underneath the towel. More incoherent mumbling I stepped out of the bathroom and threw my towel at Aaron's sleeping mass. It landed with a soft thud on his back and he groaned softly. "Let's roll," I said. Aaron groaned again and did not respond. I sighed. "It's fucking raining," Huang repeated and put his pillow over his head. In the process he knocked over a photo we had taken as a group with a life-sized Scooby Dog at Macy's the day prior. It fluttered to the ground and slipped under the bed. "They can't make us march in the rain," Huang moaned. "Don't they cancel the Macy's Parade for things like this?" "I'm pretty sure they don't," I began and then coughed violently. The chill from the top of the Empire State Building had given me a bit of a head cold the day before. "Guys?" I called after a moment. No answer this time. Not even a grumble. "Guys, it's time to go get famous," I said and stepped back into the room. I carefully stepped over a stack of programs from the Smithsonian Museums and swiftly evaded a partially-open suitcase over-flooding with clothes. When I was in-between the beds, I looked down at the sleeping masses and nudged them slightly. Mmmmm-lemmelone. "It's almost time, c'mon. We didn't travel across the country for nothing." Mmmmmm... "Screw it, Law. Just... screw it." Outside the pattering of the rain falling over Manhattan seemed to get louder and every few seconds an errant taxi cab horn would float up from the street and bounce off the skyscrapers around us. In the other direction I could hear the hurried footsteps of our co-band members rushing out the door with their uniforms dragging partially on the floor, their breathless whispers echoing through the thin hotel hallways. If we stayed the way we were, a trip chaparone would come bother us in a bit. If things still didn't change after that, then two chaparones would come. And then, if things still didn't change... "I'll see you guys downstairs," I said and started reaching for my uniform. "Don't worry, I'll try to save some TV air time for you." Aaron and Huang groaned. * Episode 2 of "The High School Years", (a segment which I've preemptively-named "Zero Period", a reference to those misty early mornings on the West High football field during comp season), was created from a number of tapes in my collection that covered the field competitions and football games of my senior year. Going through them all these years later, I found a lot more in those tapes than I previously thought. Aside from the usual stock marching band competition footage, (as well as the occasional "Penis Cam"-segment which my friends inexplicably loved to record from time to time), there are a number of interesting and rather touching shots on those old 8mm reels of tape, shots that I may have overlooked as a young man but now appeal to me in a way that only old, forgotten memories can. I spent more than three-quarters of my time in high school on the field with my sax- it's no wonder these high school memories touched me deeper than the others. It is not what happens during the field show that is the most important thing on these old tapes- it is the stuff beforehand and afterwards, the preamble to the show and the aftermath of the competition. There's such an electricity in the air in those shots, a youthful energy that is prominent even when the people on screen aren't saying a single word. I didn't have much footage of the show itself in my collection. If you want that, go ahead and ask Jim Banim about it- he'll probably show you a garage full of old film reels and videotapes containing the greatest moments of the West High Entertainment Unit. No, instead what I had was the life and the vivacity surrounding every tournament and field show, the adolescent thrill and excitement which manifested itself through ostentatious boasts and exuberant practical jokes played on both band members and band directors alike. You could have sworn that me and my friends were high on something during most of that footage. But, I swear to you, we're not. That's the craziest part of all. I was 14 with a knack for the playing the saxophone when I first entered the band in 1996. Kevin Ryu and the other band seniors at the time had formed an opinion early-on that I was to be known as "that stuck-up saxophone kid from Jefferson with a huge ego" and I was to be humbled at all costs. That lasted for awhile- I distinctly remember getting hazed harder than Wei-han during band camp and once or twice I caught Dan Kim and Tom Kwon giving me an evil eye from across the room, (Tom now frequents the bars in Hollywood with me on a weekly basis). Things changed when the whole "make-fun-of-the-big-head"- thing got old and people realized I just wanted to be part of the group. I made friends pretty quickly after that. The Entertainment Unit was our life's blood when we were in high school. It was our first introduction to West High itself, (band camp always started a month before the start of classes), it was the key to our campus status, (3 of the last 4 homecoming kings had been from the band), and it gave us something to do on the weekends that didn't involve being stuck indoors, (don't you remember those late nights out at field show comps and the ensuing late night Denny's runs?). It was our entire world during our adolescence and at one point or another we all were leaders in the Unit, dated other people in the Unit, and shared classes with other people in the Unit. Blake Armstrong once told me that in ten years the only two things you remember from high school are your graduation day and the band. And if you didn't have the band... well, shit, sucks to be you, doesn't it? What you see in "Zero Period" is only the tip of the iceberg. There are literally hours upon hours of good footage from my marching band days in my collection and while I could only choose mere minutes out of the thousands to include, just trust me when I say I could make a whole other movie from the outtake footage I have. And who knows- if the stars align in the right way at some fateful day in the future, I just may do that very thing. So enjoy, my wonderful and ever-so-important classmates, enjoy this latest endeavor of mine and all the emotions that come with it. I was touched and quite happy to get all that positive feedback from Class Roster last month and it has reassured me that, though at times the nights are dark, there are those of you out there who are still watching, (quite a lot of you, in fact, as the counter on my facebook page reports). Now sit back and allow me to welcome you back to a world where marching bands and auxillary teams rule the night, a world where the trumpeter with the toughest chops wins the crowd and the drum major with the fastest baton takes the prize. I am damned proud to say that I was and still very much am a member of the West High Entertainment Unit and this video is for all those rehearsals, all those shows, all those trophies, all those nights that got my heart beating and lifted me beyond the confines of my high school shell when I was young man. This is "Zero Period" and you had better get a move on. We're about to run the show from the top.

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            • Church of Anchorage Good Friday Promo (Full Version)

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              churchofanchorage.com Music *Soar* by Parachute Band watch in HD Full Screen.

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              • Jarrod's Graduation

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                My cousin Jarrod's high school graduation on May 16th, 2009. It's short, short, short, but it's really all I had that was usable.

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