Jeff
12/14/2009 11:24:00 PM
On Dec 14, 1:15 pm, Mack A. Damia <mybaconbu...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> On Mon, 14 Dec 2009 10:11:52 -0800 (PST), Jeff
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> <yourimageunre...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> >On Dec 14, 12:03 pm, Mack A. Damia <mybaconbu...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> >> On Mon, 14 Dec 2009 09:58:03 -0800 (PST), Jeff
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> >> <yourimageunre...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> >> >On Dec 14, 11:31 am, Mack A. Damia <mybaconbu...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> >> >> On Mon, 14 Dec 2009 09:19:30 -0800 (PST), Jeff
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> >> >> <yourimageunre...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> >> >> >On Dec 14, 5:26 am, Jim Beam <Tenbeers1...@yahoo.com> wrote:
> >> >> >> On Dec 14, 2:59 am, Jeff <yourimageunre...@yahoo.com> wrote:
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> >> >> >> > On Dec 13, 8:26 pm, Jim Beam <Tenbeers1...@yahoo.com> wrote:
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> >> >> >> > > On Dec 13, 7:11 pm, Jeff <yourimageunre...@yahoo.com> wrote:
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> >> >> >> > > > On Dec 12, 1:38 pm, Mack A. Damia <mybaconbu...@hotmail.com> wrote:
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> >> >> >> > > > > On Sat, 12 Dec 2009 11:28:10 -0800 (PST), LookingGlass
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> >> >> >> > > > > <goldencocke...@gmail.com> wrote:
> >> >> >> > > > > >On Dec 12, 9:34 am, Mack A. Damia <mybaconbu...@hotmail.com> wrote:
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> >> >> >> > > > > >> But can you see through lead?
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> >> >> >> > > > > >No, but I'm constantly snapping the lead point on my pencil.
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> >> >> >> > > > > Chisel your point with a knife.
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> >> >> >> > > > > When I was a wee nipper in England and in Standard 1, the teacher
> >> >> >> > > > > would rap our knuckles with a ruler if we didn't use chiseled pencil
> >> >> >> > > > > points.
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> >> >> >> > > > > She's be in jail these days.
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> >> >> >> > > > I got the ruler on my knuckles in the 5th grade cause I couldn't
> >> >> >> > > > do math. Teacher thought it might improve me. I would love to
> >> >> >> > > > speak to her today, but she's most likely dead.- Hide quoted text -
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> >> >> >> > > I got wacked for being a south-paw.
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> >> >> >> > Jeez. These teachers must have had a lot of anger built up
> >> >> >> > inside them. My youngest brother is a south-paw, but I don't
> >> >> >> > recall any abuse with him, but he got straight A's too.- Hide quoted text -
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> >> >> >> This was back in the sixties and I was only in first grade.
> >> >> >> This was in a Catholic school, she thought I was the "devil".
> >> >> >> Sister Mary Elephant she wasn't, my parents put me in a public
> >> >> >> school after that.
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> >> >> >Did things get better for you after that? I was in a public
> >> >> >school, and my 5th grade teacher would be excellent
> >> >> >with the kids of today....who are out of line. I'm going
> >> >> >to check the Social security death records to see if
> >> >> >she's still alive...but I doubt it. She was probably about
> >> >> >47 years old in 1965. I've never found a place to locate
> >> >> >our old teachers, but I always kept in contact with my
> >> >> >first grade teacher in 1961. She grew up with my
> >> >> >grandmother, and lived till the old age of 89, and
> >> >> >died in 1989. She never married or even had a
> >> >> >boyfriend for the 34 years I knew her. Her mother
> >> >> >wouldn't let her date...and she spent her whole
> >> >> >entire life caring for her mother..and of course
> >> >> >the kids. Pretty sad really.
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> >> >> I had a social studies/history teacher in 7th grade, and our class had
> >> >> moved from one side of the borough to the other having left grade
> >> >> school.
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> >> >> His name was Mr. Reitz. and this would have been in 1958. Also had
> >> >> him in 8th grade and then for a course in Psychology in senior high
> >> >> school. I was graduated in 1964.
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> >> >> He was a great teacher who inspired me, and I was thinking of him a
> >> >> few months ago and decided to see if I caould find him.
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> >> >> I did a Google and found some White Pages - called a John Reitz in the
> >> >> area where I thought he was, and a woman answered the phone.
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> >> >> I asked for him, and a feeble voice came on. I asked him if he was
> >> >> the John Reitz who had taught at my high school. He said,
> >> >> "This is he".
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> >> >> We chatted for over thirty minutes, and I told him what a positive
> >> >> impression he had made in my life. He's 82 - or was a few months ago.
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> >> >> My name was familiar to him, but he couldn't recall much after over
> >> >> forty years and all those students. Also, he had switched schools and
> >> >> was in an adjacent borough - had gotten his doctorate and was in
> >> >> administration.
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> >> >> I think I made his day; I know he made mine.
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> >> >Nice story, thanks so much for sharing. At about what age did
> >> >you become a Beatles fan?
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> >> >Jeff
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> >> I was 17 in 1964 when they first made an appearance in the U.S. I was
> >> a fan from the very start - especially since I was born about 30 miles
> >> from Liverpool.
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> >Were your classmates much into the Beatles?
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> When did "Meet the Beatles" come out?
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> We had a small class. Eighty-four students, I think. Fairly
> affluent, too - children of professionals. Upper-middle class types
> (not my family, though) Snobbish.
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> We had one student, Janice, whose parents had a beautiful home, and
> they went to Europe for six months and left her pretty much on her
> own.
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> We had parties every Friday night for a month or two. Somebody would
> get the beer/booze.
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> I remember the album being circulated around the living room as it was
> playing. That was one of my first introductions to the Beatles.
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> Of course, several of the low-lifes got drunk and trashed her house.
> End of parties.
We used to have parties all the time when my parents weren't
home. Well, they weren't actually parties. I had my friends
over, and we would play music out of these little tiny amps.
That's all, but my parents would go nuts about people over
at their house when they were gone. My sister would
invite her friends over. She hated our loud music. One time
my middle brother was about to hit her over the head
with the drums. He had a terrible temper and I hated
jumping in the middle of the dispute...cause I wanted to
play. Our band knew how to play two songs:
"Proud Mary" and "Evil Ways". We played those songs
so much...I got sick of them. Me and the drummer
were the only two people that knew how to play in
those days. I thought we were good, but we really
sucked.