January 3, 2015

Summit, NJ. Spring, 1978

Jacques. One of the bright student lights when I was an English teacher at Summit High School. He worked on the yearbook when I was faculty moderator and we clicked immediately. I don’t think I ever had Jacques in class. But our interests were so well aligned that we both signed up for sign-language classes, went to the movies, laughed our heads off together. Was it wrong for a student and teacher to socialize like that? It never occurred to us. And besides, after a few years, he was no longer a student. I was no longer a teacher. But we were still friends. And we still are. So there.

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