The man responsible for many of the trends and the fun memories of my teen years has died.
John Hughes, who so aptly portrayed (with some hyperbole) the angst of ’80s teens passed away today while going for a walk.
I’m sure his family is devastated, as are his friends.
One of my favorites is The Breakfast Club.
A few years ago, during Saturday suspension, another teacher and I relished in the fact that we are now like Principal Vernon. Heh. Well, minus the paper hanging out of the back of the suit.