I met this man my first day of higher learning. October 1985 at KMC His first words to me were, "People like me do not deserve to be in his class. Hell, you can not speak the damn language anyway. You will never past my class." I had absolutely, no recourse. And, my student loans paid him. Although I assisted my fellow classmates with there homework and classroom assignments, most receiving excellent marks, It took four D's for me to pass his required class. Before I left I had the knowledge and ability to teach his class, in spite of him.