Jack Herlocker
Husband & developer, tech writer & IT manager. I fill what’s empty, empty what’s full, and scratch where it itches. Occasionally do weird & goofy things.
I still didn’t try to fit in, mind you — instead I went for the straight-up classic teenage reaction-formation and made myself into a complete misfit. Leather jackets, ripped jeans, and a permanent scowl
Fuck you, with love.
Zelda Pinwheel
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I went for short-sleeved button-down shirts with pockets, straight pants that were never jeans (and never worn-out at the knees), and work boots or heavy shoes that were never sandals.
This was high school in the early 70s. Being a non-conformist was a little different then. (And took some effort, because nobody sold straight-leg pants in the 70s!)
