Friday, February 24, 2006


I think Don joined us at Clarke. He was sort of a hefty fellow who wore glasses. He was a card carrying member of the nerd club.

I could be wrong, but I believe in 8th grade, when Clarke held that ridiculous mock presidential debate, Don was on the panel for the democrats. He was an intelligent guy. It wouldn't surprise me.

In my freshman year, I often sat across from Don at lunch. He and David Duvall were good friends. Everyday Don would give me his potato chips. Thanks Don! And no, I didn't bully them from him. Bullies suck. Don was just a nice guy. He used to mention that although he didn't have an allowance or anything, his parents would usually get him what he asked for. What a score! Of course Don wasn't the type of guy who would take advantage of them. For if he did, he might lose his nerd card.

One day I saw a really goofy side of Don. For whatever reason, the discussion of porno films came up. And the usually shy Don said that he'd heard of a movie title called "Fucking In The House." I laughed. Don laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and laughed. What the hell was wrong with him? I don't know. But the idea of a movie with that title put him into near convulsions. I was laughing at him at this point. 20 minutes later, as we all headed back to our respective classes, I ran into Don in the hall once again. He was still doubled over in laughter.

Don was on the chess team. I think he was on the math team as well. What exactly does the math team do?

I have to guess that Don went to college somewhere. he was pretty bright. He may have attended UW Green Bay. For awhile, I think he lived near the border, close to Minneapolis. Today I believe he lives in the Bloomington, Illinois area. To my knowledge, he has never married.


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