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My bud once was asking me about driving lessons cost. He said he did not want his mom teaching him how to drive because she crash their auto at least three times. I told him a driving lessons cost varies, just have to find a good instructor. He wanted the driving lessons cost to reflect only a few course, like just turning and parking. I recommended him to the place my cousin went to, the driving lessons cost were pretty low.

Going “On Patrol” was an important responsibility passed on to selected trust worthy students by the administration. The function came with a somber discussion of its import from our principal and teachers. The teachers passed out white canvas straps that snapped around the waist and crisscrossed around one shoulder. The belt was festooned with a chromed official looking badge that proclaimed, “patrol.” Any young person given the responsibility was highly honored when principals such as Mr. Cushman or Mr. Ulmer entrusted us with such important duties.

The roll of the patrol boy or girl was to march ahead of younger students and ensure that they crossed safely across strategic intersections. It began with an older student patrol officer dispatched from N.H. Fay up to Spring Street School where younger children would be led safely along the towering maple tree lined sidewalks from Spring Street School past N.H. Fay than on across the busier intersections. One such intersection was on the corner of Lincoln and Spring Street.

Hank Reny ran a small gas station on that corner for years. Hank kept a friendly small framed black and tan German Shepard dog named “Ammo.’ I seriously doubt if the dog would have bitten anyone even if it were starving and an intruder entered its domain wrapped in meat loaf. The dog did however give the illusion that it mastered a measure of ferocity when left in the garage after hours patrolling back and forth in front of the big plate glass windows in the front of the garage. Some of the boys “being boys” liked to make the dog bark. Karl Harrington and Tommie Brunk taunted the dog with a chant of “Yay yay yay Yammo.” That freaked the dog out and Ammo acted like he would leap through the window and eat his tormentors. It was sport for young men and the chant itself always amused me I guess because I still remember it.