Our varsity head coach sat us all down in the bleachers when the uniforms were given out. For “the talk.” Coach had a way of speaking directly to the idiots without singling them out. Much of “the talk” may have been about how to succeed, but I only remember the part about how to insert…
It was the summer of 1967. LBJ was president. Race riots raged across the country. Nearly half a million U.S. troops were fighting in Vietnam. Thurgood Marshall would soon be confirmed as the first Black Supreme Court Justice. Were we paying attention to that stuff? Nope. We have no idea what the females of the…
It’s been over half a century since we walked out of Huffman High School. We’re getting old and beat up. We’ve lost several of our beloved classmates, and the demographics no longer work in our favor. As with every generation, we’ve been through hell and back through the years, but you don’t get to be…
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