Yea I don't want to give the whole last name for sake of weirdos on the internet but yea that was my art teacher I had in HS.I've been thinking about him lately and how much I miss him and should go back to visit him.I just found out he's a father and boy is that a shock to me!!He was the kinda person with a very unique soul and a totally different take on life itself.He never did anything to please other people but he did things to be himself.He use to wear mismatched socks b/c he could and they would be pink and purple.Or he would wear purple suspenders.PLus he let his hair grow very very long at least for him to his shoulders and everyone would be when are you going to cut your hair?Or why don't you cut your hair?And he's like b/c you want me to. He was just that kinda person.We always did really cool projects in class ones that would make you think outside of the norm he usually didn't give anyone a failing mark but he always wanted us to do something different that what was expected of us. I had him as a teacher for every year of HS and I must say I always looked forward to going to his class.He always made me feel special of when I was down he was always nice to me.He use to always tell me he liked my "different" style of clothes I use to experiment with when I was a Sophmore trying so dearly to fit in.His smile always brought a smile to my face.I miss him like a small child that lost it's dear friend,he was kind and always there for me.I will never forget you Mr.B!!!Thanks for everything.
LUV KATE*
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