I too graduated in ‘76. If you were gay, you made sure no one knew it and there was only one “plump” kid out of our entire graduating class although she had been plump since first grade. Of course I grew up in rural south and my family were farmers. We raised milk cows and chickens. Had 4 large gardens and canned everything we grew. The once a month trips to town for groceries we’re for coffee, sugar and flour. That was it. Once the cows quit giving milk and the chickens stopped laying they ended up on our table. We lived the high life only we didn’t know it then