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.