1953  Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me…
Midland school, 15 years old, we had an English teacher, feared, respected
named Sniffer by boys.
Vic Bryant did not sniff back snot or tears
He sniffed our complete lack of sophistications
2 seconds, many times a class.
I did make him cry.
In the hay barn, on the bales, 15 classmates, and Sniff  
With my faux Mark Anthony I come to bury Caesar…