reminded me of something. At my first class reunion, (5th or10th?), Harold McClure,(KHS pricipal) came up to me and asked a lot of questions, and I couldn't figure why at the time. When I asked about it, he said that I was 2nd, in a class of approx 270, in 1967, on the SAT tests, (which I would never had known, if he hadn't told me) and he wondered what I was doing. I remember how disappointed he was, when I said I was a carpenter in Denver. He said I oughta consider 'doing more', with an IQ of 147. I blew it off at the time, (cuz I didn't know how good that number was) but am looking at it, in a different light, now. Not to brag, but have just recently looked at the numbers, (after an interview on Denver Channel 9, with one of the 'Red Tail' veterans, from the new movie, who said he become a pilot when his IQ was found to be over 140) and I kinda realized why I look at the world a little differently. Not gonna lie, cuz...