Tuesday, February 9 & Wednesday, February 10

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In 1993, I spent the year writing in a blank datebook from 1954. Now, in 2010, I'm posting each page on the web and writing about it. You may want to start at the beginning.

1954: February 9-10

I've mentioned before the reverence students had for Mr. Griffith, teacher of RQ. One of the most common things written about a BHS teacher (besides "Mott does bongs") was "Griffin is God." Ted here points out that after all, he is just a man.

This batch of comments were all made during third hour, when I had the first of my four open hours of the semester. You see, I needed just half a credit to graduate my last semester, thanks to two and a half years of not taking a lunch. I had to petition my guidance counselor and get permission from my parents. I did it so I could take the classes I wanted, when I wanted. Worked out fine -- teachers were used to honors kids skipping lunch and bringing food to class. BHS had 150 percent enrollment (compared to the required amount) in English and 300 percent enrollment in arts while I was there; kids skipping lunch helped make that happen. So second semester I had yearbook, English, then third through fifth off, then gym, ...something seventh, and both photography and printmaking eighth hour. Why two classes eighth? Because I had to take five classes to be a full-time student, which was required, but didn't want to give up an open hour. Thanks. Mr. D and Mr. Mueller!

Anyway, it was an odd little group third hour -- Ted, John F., Nick and me, plus often John T. and Erica N., who were a couple years below us. Note that John F.'s question refers back to the LA Story quote from a few pages back. I thought Nick's response was nicely witty and sweet; his girlfriend complied, of course.

Another reference back a few days -- or a full month in this case. "No one will handle your penis as much as you will." Tori is, of course, right about that.

I'm not sure why I have the Spanish translation for suicide written here. As melodramatic as I was back then, I certainly wasn't suicidal. If anything, I was bored. I didn't look up that trivia about the number of times "The United States of America" is written on various denominations of currency -- actually counted them on bills from the till at Baloney's.

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