As a high schooler of the 70's, we knew to keep our mouths shut about anything that could be a problem for ANYONE! We had a history teacher who drank Bushmills in his coffee thermos. He was the best teacher ever! We had a guidance counselor with a Chevy Van who used to have sex with girls in the parking lot. We had another counselor who went to the Holiday Inn on Saturday nights to give hand jobs in the hot tub. (Yuck) We had a police department that rented an apartment just outside the township line to take in troubled girls after school, smoke weed, and explore their desires. It was headed up by the juvenile officer! We has another teacher who left his wife to move in with a student.
We are not a society of perpetual childhood. Sexuality is exciting, uncomfortable at times, and bad manners if you talk about it.
Dang. I feel like I’ve lived a sheltered life now.
Back in the 70’s we had a New Music Teacher that enjoyed the company of many a H.S. boy during the two years she was there. I don’t think any of them ever kept her picture...Kind of like that joke about fat chicks and carnival rides. She just allowed it to become to obvious in a small town.
There was a H.S. Wood Shop Substitute Teacher that used to hang with some of my family. I smoked pot with him several times back then.
This stuff has gone on for ever. You are right, kids just brag too much now.
Where did you go to high school, anyway: Las Vegas!? And were you in charge of the high school gossip column?
Where I went to school, the Mother Superior looked like Ernest Borgnine, and the rest were either scary, mean, or a combination of the two.
Regards,