Daryl Brown, you lit up my world in 4th grade.
There was just so much to like about you. You seemed dangerous, the way you kicked the ball in PE when we played the now infamous "Battle Ball".
All the girls were crazy over you.
That short 1/4 inch buzz cut you had. Super groovy. That blue polo shirt I was so excited to see you wearing it, it seemed to match your eyes.
I admired you so much when you stood up to Jason Peterson at recess that day, when he dared to make fun of some of the younger kids.
What happened to you Daryl Brown? Do you have a job you like? Does your wife look into your blue eyes and know that 4th grade girls loved them?
*All names were altered for purposes of privacy. :-)