Kids!

> I just realized that I never posted about the rest of the job. My assistant was confronted by one of the students that gave us a hard time in the beginning. He was called an old, white (explitive). On one of the last days there, I was taking shots along the edge of the football field when two young men on the walkway above the seating area high above me threw a three or four pound rock at me while my back was turned. It landed 20 or so feet behind me and bounced past me. Had it hit me in the head, my old noggin would have split like a mellon. We spend about 180 hours there and took 15000 shots. I'm glad we made it out of there unhurt. I'll take a long hard look before leaping into another one like that.

Wow.