Oh, the irony of it...
 

On Wednesday, 27 March 2013 10:11:29 UTC-3, Eisboch wrote:
"F.O.A.D." wrote in message

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On 3/27/13 8:30 AM, Eisboch wrote:





"F.O.A.D." wrote in message

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My memory of "Blackboard Jungle" was that the school *was* co-ed. I

could be wrong about that. Hey, who would want to go to a

single-gender

high school, anyway? :)



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Pretty sure it was a boy's only vocational high school in New York

City

although it had at least one female teacher.



It was a novel by Evan Hunter later made into a movie back in the

50's.



I saw the movie when it first came out at the Whalley Theater which,

sadly, is now no longer a theater. I think I was about 11 or 12. My

mom

took me to a matinee. I just can't remember whether it was a

single-gender school in the movie. Next time it pops up on cable, I'll

watch it.



Do you recall "Hopkins Grammar School" in New Haven? Private boys'

school. It merged with a private girls school some years ago. I had

some

friends who went to Hopkins and we always teased them about their

"School for Monks." The great Hillhouse football/basketball player,

Floyd Little, went to Bordentown Military Prep, an all boys prep

school,

to toughen up after "normal" high school, before he went on to

Syracuse

University.



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No recollection of Hopkins Grammar School. We only lived in the area

for about 2 and a half years and I was in high school.



My mother had (and still has) a voracious appetite for books and

reading. She's 88 now and in a nursing home. We got her a Kindle and

an account at Amazon and had to have her own Wi-Fi set up in her room

so she can download books. She also still uses her laptop daily for

news and email.



When I was a kid she insisted that I read at least three books during

summer vacations. She didn't care what I read as long as I read

something.

I remember plowing through "Hawaii" by James Michner soon after it

first came out. I was about 10 or 11 years old. It had some content

that some thought was too adult for a 10 or 11 year old, but she

didn't care. It was a great book and I've reread it a couple of

times.



The only time she "interfered" with what I read was one summer when I

got hung up on the original "Hardy Boys" series. I think there were

about 26 of them at that time. After a while my mother suggested

that although the Hardy Boy's stories were good to read, I should also

read other stuff as well. Most I really don't remember but a few have

stuck in my head, like "The Blackboard Jungle", "Hawaii", "The

Miracle of the Bells", "The Little World of Don Camillo" and a few

others.


Ah...the Hardy Boys.
I remember winning a few for grades in different subjects back in elementary school. I wonder what ever happened to the books. I still had all my old stuff until I packed up and went off to DeVry Tech in Toronto, fall of 1968.
After that my sisters and brother must have ransacked my left behind treasures.