Yes, that's right. He graduated in 1969 and went to work that September in the Bronx. He figured it would be temporary, but then the 1970s and the teacher surplus hit, and he ended up working in the Bronx for over 30 years.

The worst day was when he came to school early one morning and found a dead kid, obviously the victim of a gang. He said the saddest part was that during the night, someone had stolen his shoes.