Richard Zucher

I think it's Rusty.

I guess you would know, but I'm still wondering.

Yeah. One of the complainants is an outsider from California, and the other one isn't white.

He was just doing what the bible says: Be kind to your enemy. It will heap coals of fire on his head. (Paraphrased, but it's from Romans 12:20)

"You shouldn't be able to answer any of the questions. Most of the kids who graduate from here couldn't answer them." That says something about your prowess as an educator, doesn't it?

I couldn't help but think of the song, "The Secret Service Makes Me Nervous," from the Broadway musical Mr President. The teenage daughter of the President laments that her dating life is in the toilet because she's under constant guard. Years ago , Steve Ford visited the gay bar I hung out in, accompanied by a Secret Service detail, and even if he were so inclined, who would have wanted to pick him up, only to be accompanied by an audience?

The mad scientist didn't fail, he succeeded beyond his expectations. Trouble is, he had no way of bringing Davey back. It has long been a fantasy of mine to return to my fourth grade self and start life over. I chose that because I hated that teacher, and that would be penance. Now I see all the pitfalls involved.

The symptoms described for Brian's uncle sound the same as for my brother. He was diagnosed with AIDS in September 1989, and we lost him just after Thanksgiving that year. P Yes, it was a weak cancer that anyone with an immune system would have fought off.

I am enjoying this immensely. I have the vicarious thrill of being descended, on my mother's side, from Edward III of England. but the bigger thrill, was knowing that my 19th great-grandfather was John of Gaunt, Geoffrey Chaucer's patron. If something like this happened to me, I would need a change of clothes immediately.

I think I can understand where these boys are coming from. When I was that age (long about 1968), being gay was something you did in secret. My parents warned me to stay away from a certain apartment in the complex, occupied by a couple of "hairdressers." I had my "special" friends, but there was no concept of being boyfriends, after all, two guys couldn't do that. "Friends With Benefits" may have been what it was, but we didn't have a term for it back then. Sixteen year old me was interested in having oral sex with my friends, but I never dreamed about falling in love, because that just wasn't done! Imagine my shock when, at age 19, I got kissed for the first time. Holy Toledo! I didn't even know two guys could, or would, kiss. These boys don't really know what love is, any more than a boy and girl of the same age. They want to see themselves as together til death them do part, but next year, it will be another boy, and then another, til love smacks them between the eyes.

So Jett accepted April as Theo in the end. Of course, we all knew he would in the end.

Somebody must have inexplicably moved their car from California to Washington state, since Crown Toyota is still in Ontario, California, although now it's owned by John Elway, whoever he is. I've lived in the Ontario/Upland area most of my life, and I've seen Crown move from Ontario to Upland, then back to Ontario at the start of the big Auto Center craze.

So you want me to blurt? Could Sabrina be Jay's mother?

Small world. My brother worked for Crown Toyota back when they were still in Upland.

I'm reading this during the great social distancing quarantine of 2020. I sure hope vending machine condoms were better in 1956 than they are today. A burst condom could mean an unexpected pregnancy.