I can remember being in kindergarten class and asking my teacher (Mrs.

I can remember being in kindergarten class and asking my teacher (Mrs. Fusco Eberhardt grade school in Chicago) to use the washroom. She said no go sit down. Next thing you know I'm pissing my pants.

When I get home from school I tell my father what happened as I am sobbing heavily. He is furious with the teacher and states he will be going into school with tomorrow morning to speak with the teacher.

I remember that day like it was yesterday and I am now 56 years old. My dad walked in and tore that teacher a new one!! “When my son asks to use the washroom you better let him use it!” I remember this being the first time my fathers anger was being used in my favor...