Doors

Since my pal Noah has made me watch Spiderman 3 about five times this week, I thought I would post a picture of a spider from one of my Spider plants.



I remember when I was in the seventh grade at Bellevue Junior High, in Bellevue, Nebraska, our school had two sets of doors at each entrance. The outer door let you into the building and the second set, a few feet further in, kept the cold out when the first doors were opened. I suppose that this arrangement is common whereever the winters are cold.

One winter morning, a group of us boys were playing tug of war with the inside doors. One group of guys on the inside trying to hold the doors closed, while another group tried to force them open. I was on the inside, holding the doors closed.

When the first bell rang, I dropped out of the tug-of-door-war and headed off to homeroom. Several guys did not immediately abandon their posts, opting continue the battle of the doors.

When the second bell rang, two of my friends, Jimmy Thompson and Jimmy Patterson, did not appear in class as they should have. Just after I left the game, someone pushed the entire giant pane of glass out of the door and it smashed into a zillion pieces. No one was maimed, but several suspects were quickly identified and apprehended, including the Jimmies.

The Principal managed to get a complete list of the participants from the detainees and a bunch of parents, mine included, got a letter demanding their pro rata share of the damages. The Principal's position was that anyone who was pushing on the doors, was responsible, whether or not he was there at the time of the carnage.

Since I was sitting in class at the time the window broke, my old man saw no need to pitch in and called the principal to tell him so. Sometimes you get lucky.

Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky