I graduated from high school in 1960. He was a year younger than I. He was the high school quarterback.

[3Hotdogs]

I was lucky if I weighed 110.

He was a bully. He bullied me.

He went to Viet Nam where he got killed.

I was glad he got killed.


Now I have mixed feelings 'bout being glad he got killed.

[Haggard Celine]

1. Sounds like a real asshole.

I wouldn't lose a minute of sleep worrying about that. You didn't kill him, even if you wanted to.

[Marie Marie]

2. Your initial feelings were understandable - he bullied you and for a high schooler, that is horrifying and can

remain traumatic for years after. That fact that your feelings have moved to include some possible compassion speaks volumes about who you are. In spite of his cruelty, you have evolved past that and that is a good thing.

[3Hotdogs]

3. This is the first time I have written or said anything about this to anyone.

Sunday evenings are the time, after a long week, that I post my "brain droppings" on D.U.

It helps me figure out stuff - kind of like auto-psychotherapy.

[Marie Marie]

4. Hope that your post and admission were cathartic for you.

Brain droppings - I like that and they are always welcome here.

[wyn borkins]

5. Perhaps...

...he took your place those many years ago

...he was looking out for you so you didn't go

...just thinking of him today will help you grow

Perhaps...

[lpbk2713]

6. I often think about an old quote ...

“I've never wished a man dead, but I have read some obituaries with great pleasure”

Sometimes attributed to Mark Twain but believed to be from Clarence Darrow.