It took me a year to figure out I didn’t want to be the Principal of a very cool non-traditional high school in Knoxville, Tennessee called Laurel High (across from Laurel Theatre in Ft. Sanders). My best buddy (who taught Science & can drink me under the table) Sheri and I devised a scheme to motivate our Seniors to come to classes. If they came to 80% of their classes, they got to attend a boxing match between Sheri and I at the end of the year in the front of the school. We hyped it like you wouldn’t believe! She was “Boom Boom,” and I was “The Quickness.” The students, faculty and parents placed bets on which of us would prevail. I threw the first punch (no surprise there) but didn’t connect well. Sheri came back and got me square across the jaw.
And then she stopped the fight. She said the look on my face was too much when she hit me. Almost all the students thought Sheri would kick my hiney, so when she stopped the match—only 2 students won anything…and they won big. There is a picture of me in gear, with my Peabo Bryson t-shirt on—looking a bit dazed—on my refrigerator. Sometimes you have to get in the ring.