I found Mr. Drake.

My American History teacher from 8th grade, and, unfortunately, the best history teacher I ever had. I wish I'd had some more years with him; thankfully, between him and my Uncle George, who used to sit me down to watered down stories of "The Great World War II in the Pacific," when I was 4-5, I came out with a love of history.

It really puts a different slant on how you look at things, when you study history, or anthropology, as my lovely Latin lady does. Human beings tend to believe their moment is more important than others, yet the famous quotation ... gah, I can't source it, but it went something like "Kids these days have no respect for their elders." It was said by a Roman Senator some 2,000 years ago.

But I digress. Finding Mr. Drake got me thinking about a lot of things at once.