Mr. Ludick, advanced math. He would only teach to the two or three brightest students. If I or others ask a question he would glance at us and keep lecturing the two or three speaking faster. I would then lay my head on my desk and sleep until the period ending bell woke me up. Twenty-five years later my best friend and I walked into the bar at a bowling alley the week of our 25th reunion and there was Mr. Ludick sitting at the bar with another of our teachers. My friend said “You remember Tom, don’t you?” And Mr. Ludick said “Sure. He’s the one who slept in my class.” Priceless.
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