Friday, March 28, 2008

48/365: Uncle Eiler

My grade 10 IB English teacher. He was Danish and I always thought that his mustache made him look kind of like a walrus. He used to ask us what kinds of horrible people named their children things like "Eiler" and we would reply that Danish horrible people name their children things like Eiler.

He was retiring at the end of that semester so he was a lot more interested in having a nice, fun end to his carer than actually teaching us stuff. He spent a lot of time telling us about love.

Now that he's retired, he spends a lot of time photographing birds in Florida and stealing ice cream signs all over Europe. Evidence of his international spoils are all over his house.