TRIG...WHO NEEDS IT.

One of the reasons, among many, that I quit school was because when I started Rock Island High School in the 10th grade I was really uncomfortable at a new school. I was very shy and self-conscious in that period of my life and I just didn’t feel like I fit in. I didn’t go back but right about that time my Step-mom decided she didn’t want me around so she sent me to live with my Dad and (my next and last) Step-Mother in Pleasant Valley, Iowa. Just across the river and up past Bettendorf. They accepted me fairly well. After settling in, I started school at LeClaire, Iowa. I had to catch a bus every morning and I didn’t know anybody at all. It was worse than in Rock Island. I went for two weeks and hated it. I never made friends very easily nor did I really try to. Another reason I hated it was because I started Geometry classes and I could not see what possible use I would ever have for knowing about squares, triangles and circles in my life. Well, as I wrote somewhere previously, I quit school. I was late leaving one afternoon from my last class and was afraid I would miss my bus. I started to run down the stairs when a teacher yelled telling me not to run down the stairs. She told me to come back up. Reluctantly, I did and I told her, not very nicely, to get this over with because I had to hurry to catch my bus. For some reason, at that point, she slapped me. I just left, running down the stairs while she was yelling at me. I never went back to school again. The whole point of this story, after all this, was that I eventually spent 30 plus years in the steel fabrication business where I used Geometry and Trigonometry, yeah, squares, triangles and circles, every day of my career and I loved it.