RUSS WE HARLLEE KNEW YOU!!!
This week’s trip down memory lane finds a young JB leaving the safe and calm years of elementary school and near priesthood and on his way to Middle School. Ahhhh the memories…. And maybe yet more reasons I now need therapy. I was lucky enough to be one of the chosen ones to attend Sara Scott Harllee Middle School. I’m not alone in this luck, both Sandstram and Sal also spent some time inside these hallowed halls. While I can’t speak of their experience, I’m going to give you the hi/low lights of mine. In my humble opinion middle school is the most difficult time for Childrens. Hair is starting to grow in places you didn’t know it was going to grow, some of the female students appeared to start smuggling different sizes of water balloons in their shirts, some of the boy’s voices started to get deeper or sound hoarse when they speak, you shower in front of your peers for the first time, and you must memorize a locker combination. Another words, A LOT OF FUCKING SHIT!!! But these a...