Physics class

It was senior year in 1975, physics class. I had finally mastered the “Fred Ramsey” approach to sleeping in class with my elbows propped on the desk and my hands resting on my forehead. I appeared to be intently studying our physics lesson.

I had enjoyed a nice sleep during BJT’s class, but upon waking I realized not only was class not over but, in my resting position I noticed BJT’s hands on my desk, lecturing the rest of the class over the back of my head. I of course had to stay in that position until he moved on several minutes later.

I was never so close to those recycled underwear bands on his sleeves again!

He was a terrific SCJ, may God rest his soul. All you had to do to get him off point was ask how a plane could fly or how an oscilloscope worked!