While I was never ‘normal’ myself, I’ve often thought of one kid in particular. He wore very old fashioned and formal clothes. He also spoke in a very precise and formal way and just felt off. Occasionally he would make odd and racist comments.

As an adult, I think his story is quite sad actually. Today I think he may have been somewhat autistic, and I think I heard he was raised by his grandmother. He didn’t pick his own clothes, his old granny just dressed him how she thought was proper. I don’t know what happened to his parents, but I doubt it’s a happy story.

I hope he is doing okay. He was never going to fit in back then, and it was not his fault.