The McCallie School Class of 2015 — like most graduating classes in the past 110 years — was made up of an impressive group of young men ready to depart for college and adult life. But for Director of College Guidance Jeff Kurtzman, this group of seniors made a special mark.
I’ve recently come to terms with the following fact: Wesley and I have faces that, across all grounds and often from considerable distances, attract homeless people. What happened while Wesley and I were driving just outside of McCallie’s gates junior year laid the groundwork for the realization of this oddity. After an exhausting soccer practice that spring, we were craving some grease-covered “Famous Chicken n’ Biscuits” as we often do.
By Wes Brown McCallie School 2015 Co-Valedictorian
I am deathly afraid of ladybugs.
Trust me that I am not making up this confession simply for shock value. Rather, it is truly a crippling fear of mine, something that freezes my blood cold and causes intense nervous sweating whenever I run across one of the cursed insects. I can quite easily trace the roots of this fear back about a decade ago to a horrifying week that my family and I spent in a mountain cabin one summer. The house in which we were staying was long overdue for a visit by the exterminator, and had therefore become the world’s premier breeding ground for the little red and black devils.