The nickname "Sneaky Pete" wasn't meant to be a derogatory moniker. It was really a badge of honor we bestowed on Mr. Phillips for his masterful ability to catch those of us who tried to sneak a cigarette within that no smoking zone which was defined as "3 telephone poles" away from the school. Mr. Phillips was the consummate gentleman, and I remember him for his soft spoken demeanor, those stiff white collared shirts, and very shiny black shoes.
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