BY PASTOR DAN EATON

I attended nine different schools in grades 1-12. My eighth-grade year was spent at Wahama High School which was a grades 7-12 school. It was a pretty good year for me. I was the leading scorer on the basketball team and won the Daughters of the American Revolution Citizenship’s Award but the thing I remember the most about that year was the hurt and humiliation of being called “The Clearasil Kid.”