Fourth grade, December 3, 1954. Sister Mary Jerome had a special thing. If it was your Birthday, that night you didn't have to do the homework assignment. Mine wasn't till the following Saturday on the 11th. As usual I was going to get screwed so I took the shot (no one in my class knew what day it was or gave a hoot) so I went up to her desk and said, "Today is my Birthday Sister. Do I have to do the homework?" She got up, sat me in front of the class and put the Dunce Cap on me and told me I better not ever try that with her again. Then she turned to the class. "Children, Mr. Magistro doesn't know the day he was born." That got a laugh. She also gave me a 500 time punishment assignment, "I must not lie to get out of doing homework." The following weekend I had to do it all over again for using a ball point pen and carbon paper. True story
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