I remember playing with the little stickers (probes or whatever with the needle sharp ends) during class. It was not allowed but you know me. Well I was pushing it into my thumb nail and it went all the way through my nail and out the end of my thumb. I know Lois Cox will not remember, but she looked at me and turned very pale (I was going to say white but she was always the whitest girl I ever saw). Well knowing I would be in trouble again and tired of getting my ass kicked by my Dad, I just pulled it out and put pressure on my thumb to hide the blood (I am a good bleeder and eventually had to stick my hand in my pocket till the class ended). Funny what a name will do to bring back memories.