I just heard from home that one of my favorite high school teachers passed away. One of my PE instructors, she was somewhat homely, grumpy, and maybe even a little crazy. I know what you are thinking, why did I like her so much if she was like that? Simple. She shared my love of classic cars, my hatred of people doing stupid things to cars, and was every bit as cynical as I am. Last time I talked to her, she mentioned she was restoring a 50's Chevrolet. Her daughter also served in the military, as an MRAP driver.

Rest in peace, Mrs. K, I'll miss griping about the world with you.

(I know this seems to be a bit negative about her, but if you knew her level of sarcasm, she'd approve.)