School Story:
						I hated high school.
Tolerated college/university.
LOVE TO TEACH Texas History and the Concealed Handgun Course.
I remember missing Jimmy Blair from school a few days.  When I saw him walking down the hall I noticed he looked a little different.  skin on face was peeled off.  EYE BROWS were GONE!  Eye Lashes, GONE. I had taught him how to make BLACK POWDER.  I had cautioned him about its explosive nature.  He  put a match to a small quantity, it blew up in his face.  He was lucky to still have his sight. And, of course, I remember being on the Frequent Flyer List of being called down to the office, have my butt busted by Mr. Slade.  I always intended to apologize to him but never got around to do so before he died.