Mr. Trahey and I

Mr. Trahey and I

I asked Mr. Trahey for a quick pic as he was leaving. He asked to be with me or his new wife. Uh-duh…. This was taken by Mrs. Trahey. Here’s the story:
1.Well, exactly one day after the dance, and I have a few funny stories. I was standing near the entrance to the cafeteria. Mr. Trahey is swiftly walking past Mr. Search and towards me. I said “Hey, Mr. Trahey!”

He replied, “Hey Sash!” The normal way that we greet. Then patted me on the shoulder.

After he passed me on the left about a yard away, I shouted,” Hey Mr. Trahey you having fun?”

He turned around. “You bet I am! Are you fun?”

I’m still staring out into the crowd. “Well. Sort of.”

Mr. Trahey shouted back in his higher pitched voice; moving his head in sort of a figure eight. “Awwwwww. Come on Sash! This is like the best dance in the school year!”

“It is? I’ve haven’t really been to many dances.”

“O.K. I’ll be seeing you Sash.”