To The Hobo King
Thank you. I will always hold your class close to my heart, even if I slacked off and goofed around. You were always quick with a joke or with a comment on someone's relationship status or to ask if they were having a seizure. You fixed your mustache every two minutes and seemed untouchable behind your podium. You made sure that we questioned everything and stood up for ourselves. There was never a time where I felt in danger. You told us that if anyone ever tried to come in they'd be dead before they walked through the door. In your class I met one of my best friends and I will love her forever. Anytime I think of you I can't help but smile and think of your tiny feet, the debates that lasted all hour, and the pool cue you had with a tennis ball on the end that you'd bounce off the desks as you walked by. You were the master of the chess board and the red pen. You were one badass dude. Thank you Mr. Granger, I hope to learn from you again someday. ❤️
