On the last period the first day of school my freshman year at Robert E. Lee in the fall of 1983, I walked into room 243 and asked the teacher if this was Mr. Richard’s class. When I asked the question, I pronounced it in the way it would be pronounced as a typical first name. A very young Al Richard told me that no it was Mr. Richard’s class. Obviously, he was pronouncing it with French pronunciation from the Acadiana region of Louisiana.
I was already like a cow staring at a new gate on my first day of high school. Finding room 243 at REL proved to be difficult because the class, which was a math class, was on the second floor of the homemaking building. When Mr. Richard pronounced his name correctly, I was perplexed and thought I had the wrong classroom. I turned to walk out until Mr. Richard caught me and told me that was in the right place.