Just discovered that my high school principal, Peter Zadeik, died
in January. Also my German teacher, Konrad Doepke, died last year
. And Christian J. Fahrenkrug, better known as "Coach," died in '04
. Coach taught Chemistry, Earth Science and driving. He had an old fashioned Archie Bunker-ish New Yawk accent. Among other things, he pronounced "oi" as "er" and vice versa (or "vice voisa"). So he got a laugh in class once by calling "the virgin soils of Italy" "da voigin searls of Italy." He also once said, "If dere's one ting I gotta tell you guys, it's dese tree tings." When he said "one" he held up three fingers, and when he said "tree" (meaning three) he held up two. I loved him because he was really a helluva good teacher, and one of only two in the school who believed in me. It's also amazing that he lived to 94, since (at least when I knew him) he smoked more than a pack a day of unfiltered Chesterfields.