The Gifts of Growing Up in A Town Of Under 800

If there was a kid on the bus who was relentlessly “bad” and yes, we definitely labeled each other back then, they might be dropped off on the side of the road. We could be five miles from any house at all but the bus driver would kick them off the bus. The rest of us on the bus got real quiet and “good” after that. No one cheered when the kid got kicked off, and if there was someone who did, the bus driver would let them know they might be next.

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