I arrived when Dan and Mare were still laid back and an Eastern European version of hippie. Both were calm and soft-spoken for about five or six months then first Mare and later Dan became loud, though not particularly abusive. But Mare sure had some lungs.
Does anyone remember Brian Bates? That guy gave me the creeps. He seemed to really like hugging too much for it to have been healthy. And being a very straight male, having him give me an "affectionate" hug made me want to give him a knob in the dollies. And every rap I was in with him, he singled me out as his only indictment. Yet he never knew anything about me, which was the case for 90% of the school, but still felt like I was his personal project. I would not wish his attentions on anyone.
And I have no clue why he was there or how he got hired. His background was a goal keeper for a semi-pro soccer team. I guess that qualifies someone to be a therapist and counselor to teens these days. You used to need schooling and licenses for that stuff.
He was about six foot five, ugly like baboon-ugly, drove this rattling pickup and smelled like a cheap wine factory. Dumb as an Idaho potato, I remember him trying to explain physics to him one day when he wanted to build a log bridge that had to have used half the trees on campus to span maybe a forty foot section ravine along the Quest Trail. His plan was to bury the supports a whole five feet in the ground, along a water drainage path, thinking this fifty ton monstrosity was going to survive more than a week standing. I had to lobby other staff to get the bridge canceled as it's collapse would have taken the mountain down with it. It was like the Golden Gate Bridge made out of logs. Guy was crazy dumb.
Anyone know how long he stayed with the schools? Knowing him, he's probably trying to start up his own program too. Soccer-as-therapy or something.