School Story:
Forgive me if I fail to recall wonderful times, but it's been awhile. I think I'm still waiting for the heater in my car to start working and I do remember being high in biology a lot. Oh, and it turns out that my math teacher who said "you're not going to be able to pull this crap in college" was wrong, as was my college professor who said "you're not going to be able to pull this crap when you're out in the real world."
Still, come to think of it, I probably owe my career in music to my 11th-grade English teacher. He loaned me a Sam Cooke CD that changed everything. If he makes it to the reunion I owe that man a drink.