I had a football player in 1978, one of the sweetest and largest guys I have ever met; he was nearly 7 foot tall but built like the football player he was; he weighed more than three times my weight and carried stuff to my car and called my "Mam" even though I was about 4 years older than he was. A few years later my dad had on professional wrestling, as he was wont to do, and I walked by and I said, "I taught him."
I feel like everyday of the last 36 years at some point or other I am saying, "I taught him" or "I taught her."
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