While attending Bandera High School my junior year, I took a typing class with Sally Lewis as the teacher. Looking back, the only conclusion I could ever come up with was I must have been a glutton for punishment because she didn’t hesitate to let me know she didn’t like my attitude. As if she hadn’t already made that obvious in the history classes I had with her.I probably would have quit the class, but my future wife was a senior, and we used the same typewriter but had different classes. We often left notes in the desk for each ...