tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post2848116369255278758..comments2024-03-28T03:14:14.607-04:00Comments on Shorty PJs: Letter to my 15-year-old selfMaryBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02412656596874731198noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-40650344623569222952009-08-23T22:51:55.784-04:002009-08-23T22:51:55.784-04:00Walter, Mr. Tichenor was my 8th grade homeroom tea...Walter, Mr. Tichenor was my 8th grade homeroom teacher (and history, too, natch). He was hilarious! Actually, he paddled me twice. Long story.I survived!MaryBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02412656596874731198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-7708311574067152932009-08-23T21:38:56.857-04:002009-08-23T21:38:56.857-04:00I just googled Virgil Bible and this site popped u...I just googled Virgil Bible and this site popped up. Too funny. It seems as if HIS record is the only one being scrutinized these fifty years later. Is this poetic justice or what? Mr. Tichenor and I got into a heated discussion once and another teacher reported it. Mr. Bible sent for me and, being as he and his "board of education" were already quite familiar with my backside, he was about to administer another one. Mr. Tichenor came in and defended me and finally told ol Virgil that if he was going to whip me, he would have to whip him also. I loved that old man (J.E. Tichenor) for that. I kept in touch with him until after I got out of the Navy. Bless his heart. And Mr. Bible's also. <br />I loved the Letter to yourself. I tried writing one to myself but, I never could believe that guy. Good luck to you all.<br /> Walter McCartyWalterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08717360790426994624noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-19211581284836442722009-06-03T13:54:23.563-04:002009-06-03T13:54:23.563-04:00P.S. Plane geometry, in my humble opinion, was eve...P.S. Plane geometry, in my humble opinion, was even more useless. Is that even required for graduation now?Dianne, Dee, Mom, Grannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06588338129622998648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-56054741920868130562009-06-03T13:45:17.798-04:002009-06-03T13:45:17.798-04:00I've just invited my 40-year-old daughter to r...I've just invited my 40-year-old daughter to read your blog and then write her 15-year-old self a letter, Mary. She is the frazzled mother of a 16-year-old son, and I think your blog will give her the same healthy, loving perspective it gave me. The only thing more painful than being the parent of a teenager is being the teenager him/herself!Dianne, Dee, Mom, Grannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06588338129622998648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-23355850517515842332009-05-26T14:47:55.003-04:002009-05-26T14:47:55.003-04:00Boy...I just love this letter Mary. What a hoot......Boy...I just love this letter Mary. What a hoot...and very touching too. Virgil Bible...Hee, Hee. Love, JoyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-60234530063329487612009-05-26T04:47:55.654-04:002009-05-26T04:47:55.654-04:00That's a fantastic letter, mary. Just right: enoug...That's a fantastic letter, mary. Just right: enough of the good with a hint of the bad. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could all receive these letters when we're going through the agonies of teen years?Liz Hindshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04646532093872561703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-16871754254350499062009-05-24T10:14:28.138-04:002009-05-24T10:14:28.138-04:00Your grandchildren will be grateful for this one d...Your grandchildren will be grateful for this one day, as I am today. I love you.<br /><br />KAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-71824163508282303782009-05-23T22:38:44.831-04:002009-05-23T22:38:44.831-04:00Jo - I don't use algebra to figure percentages - o...Jo - I don't use algebra to figure percentages - only simple multiplication. Or a calculator. ;-) And I'm sure algebra MUST be useful to someone, but that someone ain't me.MaryBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02412656596874731198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-55617472115058428262009-05-23T16:51:36.992-04:002009-05-23T16:51:36.992-04:00By the way - I use algebra. Usually to work out pe...By the way - I use algebra. Usually to work out percentages. Honestly. If only I could remember how to work out percentages...<br /><br />Virgil Bible. Excellent.jomoorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03739551320410022688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-14523909973126422182009-05-22T22:23:45.390-04:002009-05-22T22:23:45.390-04:00Yessir - I agree. That's why I put in "Be nice to ...Yessir - I agree. That's why I put in "Be nice to people." I certainly did my share of non-Golden Rule things along the way.MaryBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02412656596874731198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-27580927157777855062009-05-22T20:01:30.879-04:002009-05-22T20:01:30.879-04:00If I thought for one moment that I could tell a yo...If I thought for one moment that I could tell a younger me something, it would simply be to follow the Golden Rule. Oh, the mistakes I did make by not following that one little rule.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-57529152550209055262009-05-21T20:21:22.517-04:002009-05-21T20:21:22.517-04:00Jay - no, actually Chattanooga is a lot cooler now...Jay - no, actually Chattanooga is a lot cooler now than it was when I was little. And it was a great place to grow up. But we spent an awful lot of time in Atlanta, and I learned from an early age that I like bright lights and big cities! It was always going to be ATL for me.MaryBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02412656596874731198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-52345636463104651842009-05-21T20:06:25.496-04:002009-05-21T20:06:25.496-04:00Chattanooga still isn't too bad. We have progresse...Chattanooga still isn't too bad. We have progressed a lot but I now live in Red Bank , still not N.Y. <br />I know but we do go to the Moving pictures on occassion. You did turn out pretty good, the permanent record was a bunch of crap...found out about that in military school. The Alegbra was correct. Totally useless. That's why calculators were invented.<br />JMBJoshy Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04403552525275020722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-79414096523154995192009-05-21T18:52:13.666-04:002009-05-21T18:52:13.666-04:00Oh, Bro - yeah, no need to look over your shoulder...Oh, Bro - yeah, no need to look over your shoulder about that permanent record anymore. Any damage that Mr. Bible or Dr. Henry could do to you is long past. I found that out during my very early years at Turner when I asked my boss if he'd checked that record (as threatened for so many years by teachers) before hiring me. He laughed so hard, the coffee came out of his nose. So the fact that I was sent to the principal's office repeatedly in elementary school for running my mouth or the time I was sent to Mr. Bible's office in junior high for having a copy of the "words" to "Louie, Louie," is no longer a big old guillotine over my neck. Celebrate!<br /><br />Jo - yes, our junior high school principal's name was Virgil Bible. Virgil. Bible. Hmmmmm. "Bible Belt" took on a whole new meaning with him. :-)MaryBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02412656596874731198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-89874862667539515292009-05-21T17:29:51.583-04:002009-05-21T17:29:51.583-04:00How wonderful! You've made me laugh and cry in one...How wonderful! You've made me laugh and cry in one post.<br /><br />My own letter would be very short. It would say, "Cheer up, it's not worth it!"<br /><br />P.S. Mary's Bro - Did you really have a teacher called Mr Bible?jomoorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03739551320410022688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15254331.post-50770690133042550732009-05-21T17:18:48.952-04:002009-05-21T17:18:48.952-04:00Great letter, Sis! But, but,but you mean to tell ...Great letter, Sis! But, but,but you mean to tell me the "permanent record" really doesn't matter??? Damn, I'm 64 and still waiting and just knowing that someday, somebody was going to pull out some kind of long scroll and tell me I can't do something because I had to go to Mr. Bible's office in 1958 or that I served five detentions under Dean Henry in 1961 (skipping school and<br />St. Catherine ratted me out)... You mean nobody cares??? Phewwww! What a weight has been lifted. Thanks!!! <br />Bro.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com