Mr. Garnett: I’m Sorry, and Thank You.
My first year at Natick High School was 10th grade, beginning in September, 1975. I had an English teacher that year by the name of Mr. Garnett – Harry Garnett, as I would soon know him as. Not that I ever called Mr. Garnett by his given name; he was always Mr. Garnett in person. He dressed in the modestly dapper style that older public school teachers adopted in those days – the men especially. He wore glasses than sat low on his nose, so he could peer over the top of them out at the class. He was a bit heavy, in the usual spot, and had a full head of v...