Skirting the Issue, Reprise 0
My elementary school had tall swings–tall by any standard. I would guess that they were 12 or 15 feet tall, but, when I was six, they might as well have been thirty feet tall.
When I was in first grade, the boys used to hang around by the swings and try to look up the girls’ skirts.
Granted, most of us didn’t know why we were trying to look up the girls’ skirts, but we still tried.
I would not be surprised to learn that Mr. Starnes was one of tho–oh, never mind.
