School Story:
To this day I occasionally think about our Physics teacher, Dave Angell. He had a huge black and white photograph of Albert Einstein over the chalk board at the front of the room. When he'd stand under the poster, I remember thinking how much he looked like a young Einstein! Dave had that same curly hair and moustache (although his weren't gray).
For class one day, Dave brought a piece of plywood with four casters (sort of like a homemade skateboard), a crash helmet, and a fire extinguisher. His class formed a gauntlet along the hallway. Dave put on the helmet, knelt on the plywood, and turned on the fire extinguisher. The homemade skateboard with a helmet-clad Dave Angell aboard zipped rapidly backwards down the hall. I believe he was trying to teach us about recoil. But I remember thinking, he was really cool in a weird sort of way!
Eating McDonald's or Hardee's hamburgers nearly every school day for three years and sneaking out to the smoking area to light one up with Stevie Cone or Steve McBride will probably factor into my eventual demise!
My older daughter is now at Page. She can't leave campus for lunch until she's a senior and there is no longer a smoking section so she'll probably live a healthier life than I. I've no idea how long she would be suspended, if she were caught smoking on campus. But I think she would be.
AC Intersection is apparently a thing of the past. The school's wings are numbered now, not lettered. And according to my daughter, nobody hangs out at the intersection between classes today. In fact, she says they are encouraged to get to their next class and not loiter. My wife says they all communicate by texting so there is no need to actually talk to each other anymore! That sounds about right after a generation and a half!
