This is the fabulous Mr. Eggleston, or as I call him, Daddy E. He's been a significant part of my life for the last two years. He's my Key Club sponser, my counselor, the amazing guy that has the glorious tiger box in his office. I've lost count of the amount of times I've gone to him just to say hello, to cry, to bug the hell out of him.
Quite honestly, he's the only person I'll miss at HHS.
Oh, and he doesn't normally dress like that. He lost in a fundraiser and had to wear that.
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