Well what really amazed me at the time, Little Hawk, was that no matter how many times my parents contacted the school to report those bullies, "boys will be boys" seemed to be the attitude. And no-one ever did anything about it - except me, finally. And as I recall, they never bothered my little bro again.

ANd hey, come to think of it, I got mine back again about 7 years later, when I was 18. I ran into the ringleader and a couple of his cronies playing pool in the local sports bar. They didn't recognize me, but believe me I recognized them! (Maybe I'd filled out rather nicely but they hadn't hee hee??)

So I stayed and played and stayed and played and stayed and played .... till I'd whipped ALL their hymie little butts and taken ALLLLL their $$$$$, fair and square, right behind the eight-ball!

oooooo vengeance can be so sweet, even when it's a long time comin.....

(Sorry bout the drift folks. Nostalgia always makes me drifty)