tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726341790168124115.post1398922237662733112..comments2023-08-17T11:00:20.303-04:00Comments on Junction Home Services: Summer Turns Part 2Barryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06796669780146766468noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726341790168124115.post-34256816205806897862009-09-05T08:12:27.300-04:002009-09-05T08:12:27.300-04:00Yes, I know I am fond of the cliffhanger and it is...Yes, I know I am fond of the cliffhanger and it is mostly because of Mister Orth.<br /> <br />He was my history teacher in seventh grade. His class was held in a really strange temporary building which I assume was to house overflow. It smelled funny in there in a really specific way that I have not smelled since. Maybe it was mustiness mixed with adolescence. <br /><br />Mister Orth was Big, bearded and had a booming voice. He told history stories which would always end in cliff hangers as in: “…they raised their clubs and advanced towards John Smith…What happened next? I’ll tell you tomorrow. “<br /><br />I could not wait for class the next day.Barryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06796669780146766468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726341790168124115.post-66043683221138280352009-09-05T00:53:45.186-04:002009-09-05T00:53:45.186-04:00cliffhanger?!?cliffhanger?!?THORNhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03157127940353950605noreply@blogger.com