Back in Fifth Grade, I caught a freshly sharpened pencil that rolled off my desk — and the spot from the pencil lead is still visible in my palm. That was back in 1953!
…never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.—John Donne
Back in Fifth Grade, I caught a freshly sharpened pencil that rolled off my desk — and the spot from the pencil lead is still visible in my palm. That was back in 1953!