I posted this to the Heights Editorial Board and they said it takes 30 minutes to post.
How to get a mentor. It was such incredible bullshit, I had to respond.
I guess kids today need someone to hold their hands, wipe their noses, and who the fuck knows.
Whatever happened to parenthood???
In case I am censored again, or denied my free speech rights, I just want the KOSS to know what he has meant to me.
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In 1970, as a 17 year old freshman living in the BC slums of South Street, I was blessed to have the Rugby players at the end of the street as our mentors, spiritual guides and lifestyle inspirations.
These guys were living legends. They were virtual god-like humans who could create incredible magic every Thursday night, and on weekends too.
I want to personally thank and pay homage and respect to them for being my mentors and spiritual guideposts in my life.
We kids at the end of South Street in 1970, well, we are forever in your debt and service.
Your article deeply touched my heart.
Pine Hall -- 15 South Street, We salute you!
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