He pretty much followed us though our school years. A very good principal - firm, but fair. He could really lay the paddle on. When a lady teacher sent you to the principal's office, you broke out in a cold sweat, and your pulse quickened - knowing what lay ahead. There wasn't any discussion either - your fate was sealed. You got what you deserved - swiftly and surely.

As a matter of fact, all the male teachers could turn your butt and legs purple, yellow, and green for a few days! Mr. Hastings was the strongest in this regard. When he left his study hall for a while, one could still hear a pin drop. Young males quickly learned the meaning of "NO" and "DON'T".