Let me start by apologizing for not posting in a month. I had a severe respiratory infection that left me on my back for five weeks and without a voice for three weeks. With that out of the way let’s talk about the first day of school.
My mother dressed me with one purpose in mind: Make sure my son gets his ass kicked on the playground. I looked like a game show host at the age of five. I had Florsheim shoes, knit slacks that were cuffed, an undershirt and a button down collared shirt. I dressed better at five than I do now.
Mrs. Munson was my kindergarten teacher at Zellars Elementary. They had all kinds of cool toys to choose from. I chose a seven piece puzzle. David Lurkey also wanted the puzzle I chose and he tried to take it from me. I handled it like any five-year old would–I punched that little p##ck in the nose. David Lurkey had cool clothes. The girls liked David Lurkey. That’s all fine and good but little David Lurkey got knocked out by a five-year old wanna-be “Match Game” host who wasn’t gonna let go of his puzzle. See if YOUR mom can get blood out of your cool clothes like my mom can repair a hole in my nerdy knit slacks.
That was a long time ago but not much has changed. I still dress like s**t, I am surrounded by a bunch of “David Lurkey’s here in South Florida but I also promise you this. Try to take what is mine….and I will react the same way. Sorry Mrs. Munson…it’s just the way I am. 🙂