The Math teacher

In 10th and 12th Grade, at Falls Church High School, I had an Algebra teacher by the name of Bruce Campbell. He was a good teacher (even though Algebra still is Greek to me:P), but he was sorely lacking in the people skills. He treated most of us like dogs, even Yours Truly, if you didn't learn something right the first time. Mr. Campbell was an older guy, he told us how he guarded the subways of New York during WW2, so maybe I guess he was just being a grouchy old man. Anyway, he did have his moments. He gave me a Math book as a prize for having perfect attendance in 10th Grade, and the day I had my Finals before Graduation, he told me how good of a student I was.