Disco Bob

In my last year of high school, perms were all the rage, but Robert Cheung was one of the few guys who actually got one . . . so we started calling him Disco Bob. Every February, the Girls’ Athletic Association would sell carnations to be delivered on Valentine’s Day, and that year Bob purchased one for every girl in our grade so that no one would feel left out. Style and charm, but it did him no good, because the next year he invited us all to a banquet to announce his marriage to a nice Chinese girl his parents had found.