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Story 10   Is it true you told my son….. I’ll not forget my first back to school night; not ever nor never.  As I had just finished up the unit on drugs with the students, I did a brief outline of the entire program for the parents utilizing about half the allotted time, so I… Continue reading story 10 Is it true that you told my son….?

Story 8:    Shame, shame on me? Before you make any judgments about me on this story, make sure you read it all the way through, especially before you come to bury me alive. Although my time with the Forest Service was a filled with great memories;  and; what I truly needed at the time to… Continue reading Shame/shame on me-story 8

Otherwise, back to my learning experiences.  As I’ve already indicated, I worked a few years with the U.S. Forest Service as a Naturalist; the later years during the summers.  Mondays, my job was to travel several hundred miles between campgrounds  picking up the moneys collected by the superintendents; then depositing in a bank on my… Continue reading Bonnie and Clyde visit – Story 7

I start this story wondering if I’ll get through it as it dredges up the worst memory of my life, let alone my teaching career.    The scene is at the Catholic High School where I got my first job, Pater Noster, no longer in existence; teaching Biology and Psychology. Down the line, I will go… Continue reading Suicide – Story 6

I guess I should start with my dad when talking about my approach on rules.  Yep, I can remember being free to do just about anything I wished, just so it didn’t embarrass my dad.  When that happened, which wasn’t often, we’d play some football where I’d get to be the pig-skin.  Nope, I got… Continue reading On Rules –   Story 5

 ‘Tis a curious thing how Fate seems to await us.  As I said earlier, due to a technicality, spending 5 years getting my B.S. and my dad running afoul of the head of the Draft Board, I found myself aboard a bus heading to Fort Ord up near Monterey; grumbling about the unfairness all the… Continue reading Army – Story 4

As I indicated in the last story, I chose going to a Catholic high school run by the Sisters of St. Joseph rather than what was known then as Reform School; and it certainly changed my behavior forthwith, though in an unusual fashion. The morning of the first day, still shorter than average and very… Continue reading Story 3- Nun with the left hook

Writing about running into my 6th grade teacher in an education class did drum up some memories as to why she may have had the impression of me that she did.  As long as I can remember I was a bit of a terror, one main reason being that I was often picked on because… Continue reading My Last Fight – Story 2

My teaching career… My teaching career began in a very strange way. I was drafted into the U.S. Army on a techni­cality’ upon completion of my pre-medical studies and had just begun medical school at the on­set of the Cuban Crises. When I finished active duty, I took on a job in medical research at… Continue reading Short Stories as told by Larry Bidwell – Story 1