As opposed to the two bus drivers I had in high school. One was a sixtyish man, which put him as a WW II vet; a complete no-BS type that spent more time looking in the rear-view mirror and tearing us a new one for the slightest misbehavior than he did looking out the windshield! I have no hesitation that if a serious offense had started to happen, that old man would've stopped that bus in the middle of the county road, set the parking brake, grabbed the big long-handled ice scraper, walked to the back, and beat the hell out of the offenders.
The second driver was an auxiliary county deputy sheriff. Many were the afternoons that she drove the bus before going to work the evening shift at the jail. Believe me, nothing kept the little hellions from the trailer park down the road in line more than seeing this big, mean, growly, formidable woman driving that bus in her sheriff's department browns and full kit...including her service .38 and two speedloaders.
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LOL! One of the bus drivers I had in grade school was a real tough nut, too! I didn't like him at all! Looking back, he probably did us a favor by being "mean".