In a message dated 02/15/2000 8:49:19 AM Eastern Standard Time, [log in to unmask]
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<< oh, thank you so much! that was a senior moment in which i forgot to put
 that in.
  >>
You're entirely welcome Ken.  I tell the same story myself; that's how I
know.  In reality, school was three blocks from home and my Dad drove me (OPS
-- Overprotective Pop Syndrome).  The only time I saw the inside of a school
bus was when I was in kindergarten, and when I drove one as an adult.  Then I
paid for everything I ever did wrong as a teenager.

Chickens do come home to roost, let me tell you!