Well... my romantic life. Starting in fourth grade and all thru the rest, I was the only boy in school playing flute. For so many years it was not cool to be me. Then suddenly with Ian Anderson prancing around in his boots and bathrobe, the other kids (and girls!) began to see the flute as a cool, rocking instrument!

Thanks Ian, and Tull for helping me morph from flute section band nerd... to a rock prince...at least thru high school!

(But luckily, not many years later, I discovered the world of irish flute, and band like the Chieftains, Bothy Band, Boys of the Lough...)



thanks, hobbit709, for sparking the memories!

we all gathered against that cinderblock surface during duck and cover drills. (When you watch footage of nuke blast damage now, that kind of "protection" seems absurd.)

I tried not to think about the Soviet missiles, and instead focused on being sure I was next to Cathy Duncan when the class huddled next to that wall...

it sounds like it is Hillary for you. That's okay.

I certainly would not let any of the jerks posting here change my mind. I **might** try to change their mind, but, normally, jerks are not open to persuasion. They are basically so insecure they only are trying to put down others but not listen to them.

Dear Coolest Ranger, your grandfather of course was correct: that jerks are going to be jerks, so try not to take it to heart. Scream back at them for sure, if it makes you feel better, but definitely don't start drinking because of what jerks say...(there are SO many OTHER worthwhile reasons to start drinking!)

Online friends can be good, bad, or they can be complete jerks. That makes them just like face to face "friends" Sometimes, when they are being extra jerky, you gotta just walk away. Or push back from the keyboard. Take a walk. Nature will ALWAYS be your truest friend...