While I was living on the Bar 717 Ranch and teaching in Hyampom, I felt that Grover and Irma Gates had not followed through on promises made to me about becoming a part owner of the camp so we had just a little falling out. I went to live in Hyampom the next year and taught for a year. Then, I'd had enough of that. (I was drinking quite heavily and sometimes I think I barely escaped with my life, although everyone wanted me to stay thinking I was a pretty good teacher.) Anyway, I took a job in Porterville, teaching 4th grade. This is a picture of this class. I was single and miserable while living in Porterville. It was while I was here that my Dad came to see me and said he wanted me to meet one of the young women in the class he was teaching at Cal State LA. Well, this led to my second marriage . . . to Linda. I stayed in Porterville one year. Recently, 2012 or so, I have heard from a couple of my students from this class. They want to have a reunion of all the members of that class. Who ever heard of such a thing. I guess I couldn't have done too bad a job. My teaching methods were to say the least unorthodox. But, my test scores were always pretty high. I guess that saved my ass.
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