Anyone remember? Discuss...

Didn't call in the fire but sat and watched the place burn in early morning. Loved the smell of napalm in the morning...or molotov cocktails.

I remember it and I remember who started it.

guys name was Mussolino, didnt get sentenced to much for doing it

fire marshall Bill Wrote:
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> guys name was Mussolino, didnt get sentenced to
> much for doing it

I recall that his father was a ranking military official.

No , he owned a gas station on Rt 1

A student named Greer who was the son of a General was with Mussilino that night. They both did very little time.

Weren't they (Mussolino) the owners of Musso gas station? I remember that place selling what they called "gasohol". Without Googling it I recall gasohol having corn it it. It was outrageously priced at 99 cents a gallon!

Yes, I remember it. I am planning on writing a book on the area, anyone remember the old motels along Rt 1...Wagon Wheel...Pines...Mt. V Inn...etc...lemme know.

Any other stories/memories of now "historic" Rt 1?

Drive in where multiplex was. Sketchy Hybla Valley Putt Putt deal in the middle of the parking lot. Roy Rogers on the highway and listening to Sam Huff and Sonny Jurgenson fight off their buzz with RR breakfast. Mt. Vee motel parties and the Ft. Belvoir Grill. Bar J next to a feed store. trailer parks up and down the highway from Sacramento to Beacon where Chuckee Cheese is now. Classic stuff of sketchy people, places and times.

How about the Plaza, Tim and Ikes,BarJ's, The Rainbow Tree.

There were three students convicted in the fire. The other guys name was Smithwick.

$4 million in damages. destroyed front part of school and melted new gym floor. 3 idiots concocted idea at a party and decided to firebomb the school. fire turned in by a washington post delivery boy. No firealarms so the building burned, burned, burned. They arrested one kid at half time of a basketball game. split schedule for Groveton and Mount Vernon HS. Rebuilt the school but it was still a big pile of garbage. Hasn't been renovated since, it's a middle school now. You can still find little Fort Hunt things in the ceilings or behind closed/locked doors.

Seems like there was something about the school's insurance company suing the kids after they went to court. Couldn't get money from them at the time, but could take future earnings. ????

Check out this link: http://www.washingtoncitypaper.com/blogs/citydesk/2009/09/08/thirty-years-later-kid-who-burned-down-fort-hunt-high-checks-in-with-city-desk/

Link to newspaper article:
http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=Y-NNAAAAIBAJ&sjid=mYsDAAAAIBAJ&pg=6923,4573380&dq=fort+hunt+fire&hl=en

Page 8 has an article with two pictures of the aftermath of the fire.
http://www.fcps.edu/WestPotomacHS/Images/pdf/WIRE/May%20FINAL.pdf

I WAS THERE

Yes, it's true. Bob Smithwick was playing on the varsity basketball team, and he was arrested at halftime.
His dad died years ago, but the softball field at the school(now Carl Sandberg) is named after him.
Mussolini was the fullback on the football team, and his dad owned the gas station on Route 1.
Greer, the third kid involved, went to Mt. Venon High school.

Was the Greer involved related to Steve or Tom Greer?

I remember the plaza, keystone motel, brooks motor lodge fire that killed 4 or 5 people, how about the engleside grill, christophers/cowboy cafe, little detroit. Then Quick Silvers a few years later was a happening place for a little bit. Zeds, the drive in, the duck pin bowling alley, memco, the mount vernon monster...so many memories....LoL

82 Major...where'd you live?

Riverside Estates...

I think the deal was those guys were trying to get even with a principal, Dr. Jay Manning, who had made the Ft. Hunt campus closed at lunch, or something like that? I think they fire was started in his office? I dunno...that guy was a sub-school principal at LBSS in the 70's, then later was down in La Plata, MD., I heard...

It was actually quite a successful school academically and athletically, even though it wasn't all that big. It was mostly white, but they drew from Gum Springs, right off Route 1, giving them some great black athletes to go along with some pretty good white ones too. They had top notch football and track programs. The band, as I recall, was also nationally recognized. Mussolino, the idiot that started the fire, was a running back on the football team.

MV Hi Wrote:
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> 82 Major...where'd you live?
>
> Riverside Estates...

Mt. V Manor.

I think Dr Manning went on to Langley for a while. Rocky Belk, a star player from Ft Hunt and then Miami, apparently died a year ago or so...

was in elementary school when I remember hearing about the fire and when I was in high school I remember the "rape" at Ft. Hunt. That made the local news.

mv'er Wrote:
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> was in elementary school when I remember hearing
> about the fire and when I was in high school I
> remember the "rape" at Ft. Hunt. That made the
> local news.


Missed the rape. When was that...and what happened?

Here is a story on the rape. I forgot about, too. But I graduated in '83 so it was after my time.

http://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1298&dat=19841012&id=BwFOAAAAIBAJ&sjid=-YsDAAAAIBAJ&pg=3612,1808376

You were there m1datlantic@yahoo.com??? Really???

Matt Mussolini, Tim Greer & Bob Smithwick's parent’s professions, connections & community influence/clout permitted their adult sons to perpetrate a very expensive crime with virtual impunity. The taxpayer picked up the tab the old fashioned way – by being screwed. (And Matt Mussolini’s brother, Nick, does him no favors by correcting a $4.5 million damage claim on another web site by stating that is was actually $11 million in damage. (Ft. Hunt students were never the sharpest tools in the shed! LOL))

And,for the record, Matt’s delusional to think he’s welcome to attend anything but a mini-reunion with his ‘associates’. Those whose lives were upended would welcome Matt & his cohorts to a reunion by renting Hummers & inadvertently losing control of the vehicles:-)

Lastly, I’m willing to bet that karma caught up with all 3 of them & their juvenile associates.

Ever hear of a gentleman named Michael Keck. he had a used bookstore along route 1 for years. I believe he tried for years get something going along the lines of preserving and/or recording the history of route 1. mr. keck has been gone for years but maybe has family in the area and his collection of stuff related to route 1.
I seem to remember former county supervisor kauffman had some interactions with Mike Keck about preservation efforts for route 1.

Anybody know whatever happened to Smithwick. I know his brother Bill died a few years back.

Yeah Mr. Keck had a cool little bookstore. He told me sometimes researchers for movie companies would come in there to consult old mags he had, to determine the appearance of products, cars, clothes, etc., so they could be accurately replicated for the period that the movie depicted...

Jesus...............................so y'all are telling me that Sandburg Middle has a HISTORY with crazy fucks?!?!?!!?!?


What a sobering thread.........

Someone above mentioned they were writing a book and asked for info. Like alot of you I remember the Mt Vee Hotel, I remember thinking it was The Whitw Gouse when I was little ...LOL. Of course who can forget "Dixie Pig", "Beacon Hill Butcher Shop", "The Magic Skillet", "K-Mart when it was down by Chuckie Cheese", " Memco, then it was Bradlee's and then ...... Service Merchandise"....LOL oldies but good memories .... LOL ..... There was also "Story Book Land", Hillbilly Heaven", " Churches Fried Chicken", "Zayre's","Chesapeke Bay", "Toddle House"

Of course Beacon Mall, I mean the Original ... LOL ..... I miss the indoor Mall, With Poor Paul's Pizza, I liked their pizza!!!, Baskin Robbins, The 1.00 Movie theater..lol, I could go, but you get the point...

I grew up on Route 1, probably lived in every Apartment Complex there was or is. Although back then in the late 70's / early 80's , it was different, alot safer, I remember walking to Beacon Mall at night with my Mom to go to Giant, It was no big deal, you can not do that anymore. Violence, People Robbing People, Breakin -In's are so much worse today.

My all time Favorite Place back then was .........DrumRoll .....What for it....

The Drive- In Movies, I know someone already mentioned it, but I have to say I miss the Drive- Inn, I saw Grease there for the 1st time when I was like 5 ..lol, I layed on the roof of the car ...lol

Good Memories :)

Well, the niggers ruined most of those things.......they destroyed the drive in movie house..they even destroyed the Multiplex that followed it..............

Probably kicked your ass also!

Are you kidding?...I, like most normal white people, avoid them at all costs, and if I can't, I do have my concealed weapon with me.........niggers don't mess with armed white people.

You really need to contact star running back Matt for more history about the gumsprings area That really had a great deal to do with the complete area rich in history etc.

The rape at FHHS was in 85 I think, a gang from TC Williams got some girl in the visiting team locker room bathroom during an afternoon JV football game.

I worked at Multiplex when it opened, lasted three months, crappy job, free movies for me and my friends wasn't as cool as it sounded. Although I knew exactly when to walk into each theater to catch all the nudie scenes.

Some guy tried to jack my bike over by Putt Putt one day, he was built like a linebacker and I was six foot tall 150 pounds, but I paid for that bike and wasn't going to just hand it over, never know how I talked my way out of that one.

My favorite spot was the old Hybla Valley movie theater, they had next to no business so they let us into all the R movies when we were in Jr High.

Wow - posts on this string bring back some memories.

Grew up off Sherwood Hall Lane and was in grade school when the fire happened, but lots of friends in my neighborhood had old brothers / sisters at Ft. Hunt at the time. I vaguely recall the General's kid getting the most time of the 3 due to an incident where he broke someone's jaw in the court waiting room while 2 others held the person down (or something like that).

Also played 55 lb football at the school fields for the Ft. Hunt Bears little league team (ankle-biters we were called). We usually got our clocks cleaned by the Gum Springs teams.....tough kids, for sure.

Probably had countless birthday parties at that Putt Putt with the orange golf balls. I recall a McDonalds there as well as the Roy Rogers and getting dragged to a paint store there. There was also a K-Mart.

Further down by the movie theatre there used to be a Juvenile Sales toys store that I think later became a Pier I Imports or something. Wasn't there also a HoJo's all the way down Rt 1 near the Beltway (across from a car dealership)?

I'm sure Alan Lanza would have welcomed to his school reunion if he had killed himself. Matt Musolino didn't have the balls to do what was right like kill himself.

JJM Wrote:
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> Wasn't there also a HoJo's all the way down Rt 1 near the
> Beltway (across from a car dealership)?

Yes there was. I believe it is where the Hampton Inn is today.

JJM Wrote:
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> Further down by the movie theatre there used to be
> a Juvenile Sales toys store that I think later
> became a Pier I Imports or something.

The only Juvenile toy store I remember was in Beacon Hill where there is now a PETCO. Before Juvenile toy store there was a Safeway there with Holly Farms chicken out front.

I remember the Red Barn, Fass Brothers Fish House, Shakey's Pizza and the original GodFathers Pizza next to Mt. Vernon Square, putt-putt near Beacon Mall (next to the current Petco) adjacent to Holly Farms chicken, loved them taters. When Beacon Mall opened, the first movie I saw there was "Day of the Dolphin" 1973. I was in high school at Groveton when the fire at Ft Hunt occurred; it was December 78 I believe.

Shakeys was the shit, good pizza, old time cartoons, pinball, and old style giant pitchers of beer. My Dad used to drive home zig zagging down the street singing the Shakeys Pizza Parlor song.

The other place I used to hit up back in the day was we'd ride our bikes up to Erol's.

Looks like the old Groveton Elementary site next to Beacon Mall is now a brand new apartment building...I believe Donna Dixon went there.

Can't recall when they tore that old elementary school down, though...does anybody?

Yep, remember the school catching on fire...do seem to remember it being all over the news (pre internet of course) in kind of a who dunnit fashion for a day or two...

abc wrote:
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> Further down by the movie theatre there used to be
> a Juvenile Sales toys store that I think later
> became a Pier I Imports or something.

> The only Juvenile toy store I remember was in Beacon Hill where there is now > a PETCO. Before Juvenile toy store there was a Safeway there with Holly
> Farms chicken out front.

Yes, maybe it was furtherdown next to Memco and Hechinger's...probably was thinking of another store that pre-dated Pier I imports in Hybla Valley. Shakey's and the Ground Round were 2 other great spots as kids.

How did the 3rd kid (Tim Greer) get involved with the other 2? Was he a close friend or just end up partying with them over the long weekend?

Fort Hunt fire made me money!! My brother had to go to first Mt Vernon then Groveton for a quarter real early in the a.m. so I took his Post route THEN I took the afternoon STAR route!!!!

Ok one of these boy's is related to me. Although they did not do much time in jail they still have a judgment on them for a cupule a mil. $ . They did serve time and as for the one who is related to me he has not forgotten what he has done and has moved on, This is not something you can forget, it will be with him the rest of his life.
As for the Rt 1 address of what was where and when hear is a list that might help My father had a gas station next to the drive in the early 50's called "twin barrel's' now the 7-11







Route One Addresses


www.norvapics.com/route1.htm

They all went to Fort Hunt, Tim Greer just graduated the year before in 1978 and was going to Community College at the time. Greer's dad was a Major General who worked at the Pentagon.

Also, the charges just seemed to keep piling up - one for steeling a toolbox from a truck, another for driving over the asst principal's lawn and the third for breaking a kids jaw at a party while friends held the guy down in front of his house (allegedly).

They all did their time and plenty of additional community service, but insurance carriers sued for $ 6MM a few years later. However, I think the judgement was only good for 20 years.

tim greer is 6 feet under -and the asst pinicipaL's lawn was marked, and I have a list nick musso 757-718-1065 call me

MUSOLINO Wrote:
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> I WAS THERE

get a life

Greer is 6 ft under - really? Heard Bob's twin brother Bill is gone as well.

The lawn was marked with what and What's on your list?

GJD Wrote:
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> Greer is 6 ft under - really? Heard Bob's twin
> brother Bill is gone as well.
>
> The lawn was marked with what and What's on your
> list?


How did Bill die?

Well, I attended Fort Hunt in the mid 70's. 1974 - 1978 - but I graduated early so I missed 1978. Musso, don't listen to them - they're the fucks. You were one of the only ones at Fort Hunt that was nice to me. I remember the nice ones - there are some really bad apples on the Fort Hunt FaceBook site that want to tear you down and from limb to limb. I (as well as a lot of others) stick up for you, and I forever will. It's not like their lives were torn apart at the seams - yeah, their lives were disrupted for a while, but you guys had to deal with it, reality. Screw them - and for all the people on here, leave Fort Hunt alone you bunch of wannabes!!!

You got a brother named Danny?

I was a young kid when we lived in the Mt Vernon area so I dont remember much. We lived in Mt Vernon Forest and my dad always took me and my brother to Martins(?) Hardware on rt 1 on Saturday. I guess thats long gone?

I think my sister went to Fort Hunt



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I rekeyed the cafe at Ft. Hunt after the fire off all master keys. They opened all the lockers and put the items in bags marked with locker #'s and kept them in the cafe. As I recall students had to go to two other schools Groveton and Mt Vernon. There was some glitch with the school security system, they got on the roof and poured gas down vents. Inside the school there was not much damage but the area above the ceiling was torched. Yes they got off light son of a gas station owner and others for 1st degree feloney arson at night.

Ft Hunt was a fun school to work at I always liked going there.The school had a laid back feeling. Walking the roof to get the panic bar parts thrown up there when the people tore em off the doors.Or digging crazy glue or tooth picks out of the locks. I was early 20's then did not bother me with their tricks little ole vandles them , and I thought the Ft Hunt girls were some of the best looking in the county , next to good ole W.T.W.

I was down at the "lower end" as we called that area a lot then and for years later. It was my fav place. I enjoyed the Dixe Pig carry out could not afford to eat inside, all the schools where vandleism and glass breakage was #1 in the whole county schools system at times.I call remember the Theives Market
when it was where the Home Depot is,and the old drive in movie theater where the winos holed up in their "Winos Nest" under the shrubs and brush on Rt 1. The Chesapeake Bay Seafood was great for a shrimp Po Boy lunch.A secret I will share The Best Cheap steak and Cheese is still down there. At the "Hong Kong Kitchen"in the little center with the 7-11 at Mt. Vernon Square . Ah.. the Mt Vernon Sq. Apts, where I drove a old maintence man to back in 71 from the Fairfax Sq. Apts.where I mowed grass., supposed to move washing machines for him to work on, he got out with a bag under his coat went in the office "OK thats it" , What no washing machines to move?, "No I just had to bring Fairfax Squares month of rent money down here" !.

I remember the first time I ever saw the lower end in summer of 70 taking driver training at Edison, We went out Franconia to the beltway to Rt 1 exit then down Rt 1 and over the hill down from Groveton lay rt 1 and what a view it was. Then down to Belvoir and the winding road with the pine trees by the old commissery and water tank with the goats to mow the grass to Telegraph and back to Edison.

Heidi Perriello Wrote:
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> Well, I attended Fort Hunt in the mid 70's. 1974
> - 1978 - but I graduated early so I missed 1978.
> Musso, don't listen to them - they're the fucks.
> You were one of the only ones at Fort Hunt that
> was nice to me. I remember the nice ones - there
> are some really bad apples on the Fort Hunt
> FaceBook site that want to tear you down and from
> limb to limb. I (as well as a lot of others)
> stick up for you, and I forever will. It's not
> like their lives were torn apart at the seams -
> yeah, their lives were disrupted for a while, but
> you guys had to deal with it, reality. Screw them
> - and for all the people on here, leave Fort Hunt
> alone you bunch of wannabes!!!


53 years old and complaining about kids from high school being mean on Facebook? That's pathetic. I went to Fort Hunt ten years behind you but I'm tempted to find the Facebook group just to pile on.

I would have gone to Fort Hunt HS, but my parents moved and I went to Mt Vernon HS instead the year of the fire. I will never forget the terrible destruction that these three vandals caused. We had to share our school for an entire year with the Fort Hunt students, they were split up between a couple of high schools to finish the year out. I had a lot of friends that went to Ft Hunt. I can't imagine that Musolino would be welcomed to their high school reunion. I hope he is still paying retribution for all the damage caused. Sounds like he still doesn't want to take any responsibility for his part. Some things don't change.

I remember the Friday night foot ball games 1974

I went to ft hunt,it was a country club high school.Everybody partied like a mothefucker!

Maybe we should merge this thread with that John T Shark Club thread...sounds like Ft. Hunt High was quite a place....

merge threads? Wrote:
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> Maybe we should merge this thread with that John T
> Shark Club thread...sounds like Ft. Hunt High was
> quite a place....


Yeah,ft hunt was "quite a place" There are however a long list of casualties associated with this school.Im a hair away from being a homeless vagrant.Matter of fact,i am searching for the ideal plot in the woods to set up my new resident.I feel so blessed.

language class test 1975 HOW DO YOU SPELL Ola, what does it mean.

This is a very interesting thread. I would be pissed too if I had to spend the second half of my senior year at a rival school.

Who burns down their own school?

also remember hanging out at the 7-11 that was a right turn off Fort Hunt Road...that was fun

P. Adamson Wrote:
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> also remember hanging out at the 7-11 that was a
> right turn off Fort Hunt Road...that was fun

When they jammed about 10 video game machines in the two front offices? Or hanging out along side of the gas station before the area mommies chased out all the riff-raff?

1973 - 1974

Matt Musolino, a former Fort Hunt High football star and one of the three kids convicted of burning down that Alexandria high school 30 years ago, checked in with Cheap Seats Daily a couple times while I was on vacation.

He wasn't happy.

I had written about the recent reunion of his mates from the Fort Hunt Class of '79, the ones he made refugees for half their senior year by torching their school building over Christmas break.

Musolino didn't show up for the get-together. I wondered in print if burning down your school your senior year means you can't go to future class reunions.

But I spoke with him by phone over the Labor Day weekend from Virginia Beach, where he now runs a stone company.


He told me he stayed away from the Fort Hunt reunion for economic and logistic reasons, not because he burned down the school. Had he shown, his classmates would have welcomed him back, he insisted.

"I got 30 employees, and my kids," he said. "I wanted to go, but I couldn't go. But I got 10 calls from Fort Hunt people wondering why I wasn't there."

I had written that Musolino, who plead guilty to arson charges, told investigators and the Washington Post after the school burning that he had supplied the gasoline from his father's service station on Route 1 to stock the firebombs. During our conversation, Musolino started to argue that my post distorted his role in the fire that destroyed the school.

"I wasn't even around to see the fire, did you know that?" he said.

But Musolino backed away from that line of attack quickly, saying there was no reason to "look back."

But isn't looking back what class reunions are all about? And though I'd never met Musolino, having grown up in Northern Virginia at the same time, I've remembered the destruction of Fort Hunt and ensuing investigations as being among the biggest scandals of my adolescence. Since Musolino was a star fullback on one of the strongest teams in the area that year, he was the highest profile of the kids fingered in the fire. I told him I'm still intrigued by that case.

He told me I should let it go and hung up.
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Hey Deanna, saw your posting about this story above is the same as the one on this thread just 3 years older though.

30 years ago.. no need to dwell. Tim Greer is not 6ft under and yes related to Tom, but not Steve. They all did time and the instance had its effect on their lives. Just be glad you don't have to live with guilt like. Sometimes trouble makers get a little carried away... I Don't agree with it up it's what happens. At least they didn't hurt anyone... Think of the kids in schools these days that have to witness mass murders. I think their lives were more affected than relocating schools. Not discounting the discomfort anyone endured from having to go to Mt Vernon and Groveton, but just trying to put things into perspective. It msy be time to lay it to rest, though.

What's up y'all. I lived in the area between 76-83. Attended ft hunt elem, Stephen foster int, and ft hunt high. Moved to LA, CA at the beginning of Jr year so didn't get to graduate with the class of 85. Still bummed about that. I wouldn't trade my growing up there for anything, only wish my kids could grow up in such a wholesome time/place - can't find anything like that around here in so cal, specially these days. Haven't been able to attend any of the reunions - sure would have been great to see classmates, swim and soccer teammates, bandmates, etc. Y'all stay safe.

don l Wrote:
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> What's up y'all. I lived in the area between
> 76-83. Attended ft hunt elem, Stephen foster int,
> and ft hunt high. Moved to LA, CA at the
> beginning of Jr year so didn't get to graduate
> with the class of 85. Still bummed about that. I
> wouldn't trade my growing up there for anything,
> only wish my kids could grow up in such a
> wholesome time/place - can't find anything like
> that around here in so cal, specially these days.
> Haven't been able to attend any of the reunions -
> sure would have been great to see classmates, swim
> and soccer teammates, bandmates, etc. Y'all stay
> safe.


There is nothing wholesome about that area now. It's a total f'ing shit hole.

Nostradamus Wrote:
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> don l Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > What's up y'all. I lived in the area between
> > 76-83. Attended ft hunt elem, Stephen foster
> int,
> > and ft hunt high. Moved to LA, CA at the
> > beginning of Jr year so didn't get to graduate
> > with the class of 85. Still bummed about that.
> I
> > wouldn't trade my growing up there for
> anything,
> > only wish my kids could grow up in such a
> > wholesome time/place - can't find anything like
> > that around here in so cal, specially these
> days.
> > Haven't been able to attend any of the reunions
> -
> > sure would have been great to see classmates,
> swim
> > and soccer teammates, bandmates, etc. Y'all
> stay
> > safe.
>
>
> There is nothing wholesome about that area now.
> It's a total f'ing shit hole.

You fucking kidding. Very nice area. It's further on Rt 1 with the diversity that's becoming the shithole.

Thanks for the feedback. I guess wholesome, shithole, and nice Are pretty subjective. Lol

I used to live on Parry lane. Remember it being a good block and surrounding neighborhood - lots of families, lots of kids and you really didn't worry much about locking your doors. Last time I was out that way was probably 8 or 9 years ago - drove through some of the old neighborhoods and area and on the surface, it still looked clean cut all american. But that was some time ago now. Hope it hasn't changed much.

One thing though, after being out here for so long, I can't take the humidity over there anymore! Lol

The other side of Route 1 was a shit hole then and still is now, Fort Hunt remains as nice as ever, if anything its improved.

Was a freshman at Groveton the year we split our school with Ft Hunt. I remember the theme for homecoming was holidays, we did fire prevention week, made a truck look like a fire truck with a fort hunt federal hung in front, we played the song disco inferno (burn baby burn!!). I also remember we were disqualified, and got a ton of detention.
As for route 1, Beacon mall was a small plane airport before the mall, . And the juvenile toy store was where the petco is now. Also, we had carnivals where the metro is now.

f-looser get a LIFE F--K M---N CALL ME 757-473-0800 NICK MUSSO A-U-S-M-F W-M-C

Welcome to my dominion my children! You know it well I see! I am here to collect your souls for my Father. And once you have entered you can not ever leave.

That is Fairfax County? Waaaay down there? Had no idea.

Getting in way late on this....

I was freshman the year FHHS was burnt out. It was a depressing and tragic thing, but going to Groveton and Mt. Vernon wasn't awful. The kids at those schools were nice and accommodating. I guess they figured we'd been through enough. Under different circumstances, sharing their schools would have been somewhat enlightening and novel. Fairfax County had pretty good schools.

What's strangely coincidental is that there is a small group of us who also endured the fire that burnt out the FHES library about seven years prior. So bizarre.

fr8us I was a freshman at Mount Vernon the year of the fire. We went in the a.m. and FH folks came in the afternoon. I agree with you... both enlightening and novel :)! We all got along well and managed to to have a good school year in half the amount of class time!

Well first I should say I am sorry for all I have done and all I have been involved in. The fort hunt fire was a terrible thing, I loved Fort Hunt all its students and all its teachers and all its staff. First I should have never have gone their. I lived in the Groveton area and since I did so well in the football single A schools in Florida I was asked to see FT. Hunt. I started school their half way through my freshman year. I loved the school and I excelled, lets get to the night of the fire, I was home and Tim Greer and Bob Smithwick came by my house and talked about hoe pissed they were at Dr. Manning at the time David Eads had a motorcycle at the house we could not start we went with a sprite bottle and got 17 cents worth of gas from my family gas station and tried to start it again. it was mentioned how mush of a ass Dr. Manning was and it was suggested to go and singed Dr. Mannings Desk. we left my house and went to the culdisack behind the tennis courts at ft hunt with less that half of the original gas that was in the bottle , Me and Bob got out of the car while Tim Greer was driving and too drunk to walk, he never got out of the car, a green nova I think, me and Bob went towards the offices and after the tennis courts I said "hey this is stupid" and I turned around and went back to the car I was almost at the car when Bob came by me and said come on its going up" and I turned around and looked and saw nothing and said your full of shit. Tim woke up and drove us home. that's the story, no one went on top of the school, in the school. My uncle Anthony always said someone went in the school because of the damage it never happened there was not enough time and Bob told me later he never went into the school. during the investigation Tim turned himself in, although my father had a great deal of influence in the police department it was presented to him to turn me in because really Tim never saw anything and the fact that Bill told so any people at a party at Paul Shelkins he did us a favor he turned his son in "me" under the condition I would get a mister meaner and no one would get longer sentence than me. Now you might not believe it but my father had a great deal of influence in that area RT 1. That night I lost many scholarships, my father lost prestige influence ,friend and momey, my brother lost his future at FT Hunt, friends, respect all the years I played sports with a vigor and attitude that most players think about. After this I was called a rat or snitch not happening Tim told the story, Bill gave the story validity, My father saved our lives. What we all did with it after that is a different story.

Matt, no offense, but Ft. Hunt sure didn't do a good job of teaching you how to write. Your post looks like it was written by a third grader.

...go full retard.

...go full retard.

...go full retard.

Matthew Musolino Wrote:
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> Well first I should say I am sorry for all I have
> done and all I have been involved in. The fort
> hunt fire was a terrible thing, I loved Fort Hunt
> all its students and all its teachers and all its
> staff. First I should have never have gone their.
> I lived in the Groveton area and since I did so
> well in the football single A schools in Florida I
> was asked to see FT. Hunt. I started school their
> half way through my freshman year. I loved the
> school and I excelled, lets get to the night of
> the fire, I was home and Tim Greer and Bob
> Smithwick came by my house and talked about hoe
> pissed they were at Dr. Manning at the time David
> Eads had a motorcycle at the house we could not
> start we went with a sprite bottle and got 17
> cents worth of gas from my family gas station and
> tried to start it again. it was mentioned how mush
> of a ass Dr. Manning was and it was suggested to
> go and singed Dr. Mannings Desk. we left my house
> and went to the culdisack behind the tennis courts
> at ft hunt with less that half of the original gas
> that was in the bottle , Me and Bob got out of the
> car while Tim Greer was driving and too drunk to
> walk, he never got out of the car, a green nova I
> think, me and Bob went towards the offices and
> after the tennis courts I said "hey this is
> stupid" and I turned around and went back to the
> car I was almost at the car when Bob came by me
> and said come on its going up" and I turned around
> and looked and saw nothing and said your full of
> shit. Tim woke up and drove us home. that's the
> story, no one went on top of the school, in the
> school. My uncle Anthony always said someone went
> in the school because of the damage it never
> happened there was not enough time and Bob told me
> later he never went into the school. during the
> investigation Tim turned himself in, although my
> father had a great deal of influence in the police
> department it was presented to him to turn me in
> because really Tim never saw anything and the fact
> that Bill told so any people at a party at Paul
> Shelkins he did us a favor he turned his son in
> "me" under the condition I would get a mister
> meaner and no one would get longer sentence than
> me. Now you might not believe it but my father had
> a great deal of influence in that area RT 1. That
> night I lost many scholarships, my father lost
> prestige influence ,friend and momey, my brother
> lost his future at FT Hunt, friends, respect all
> the years I played sports with a vigor and
> attitude that most players think about. After this
> I was called a rat or snitch not happening Tim
> told the story, Bill gave the story validity, My
> father saved our lives. What we all did with it
> after that is a different story.


Dumb shit writes what?

Ya know, you're English teachers from Ft Hunt shore wood be proud of you're amazing grammer usage and communication skill's. Clearly, you are a brite guy who was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and I can tell that youve moved on and Ill bet yore really sucesfull in whatever job you have now and i wonder if you went into the family business and if you have to disclothes your criminal background or was that x-sponged from your record

Mister meaner? Thanks for the chortles and guffaws!

Also, culdisack.

Youn's guys make some funny comments.

Perhaps if it really is the person himself, cut him a break?

Didn't most among us do stupid things when we were young, a few of which only required only a small turn this way or that to really go wrong?

Now, some 30 + years later, life goes on, and most people who did do stupid things turned out OK, right? Don't we know some folks that did really stupid things, maybe got lucky in that it didn't blow up on them, and turned out more than OK...military leaders, money makers, business leaders, government, doctors, family, etc.,? I sure do. These were the guys that weren't afraid to take a chance or two, and sure, maybe they did get lucky and a few breaks went their way here and there.

Maybe some kids didn't do stupid things, but, quite a few, not because they didn't want to, 'cus they were scaredy? But you know, deep down, they really wanted to be part of the gang, but were scared?

I do run into some of the kids that I thought were scaredy back then, and they still seem scaredy now, and most still live scared little lives.

I hate to say, but does it seem that a disproportinate number of those "background dwellers" have gone on to do quite a few majorly f'ed up things later in life? So perhaps the risk takers early on, who got lucky and nothing bad happened, maybe got that stuff out of their systems?

Now, I am certainly not in favor of burning down part of a school or plotting some other act of major destruction, but I also see there is the GREAT possibility that this may not have been the intended result of a well thought out plan of a few teenagers.

I was a teacher at Groveton when this happened. I loved it because we had to double shift, with the kids from Ft. Hunt coming in the afternoon. I was finished at noon and was required to leave the building so the Ft. Hunt staff could come in.

Ya no Im not bingo, settle down, mister meaner. I'm Matt Musolino. I'm not hiding behind a mask. I'm not the smartest person there ever was I would probably be grateful and appreciative if I had my personal assistant write this it would probably be grammar correct, but would it be what who would expect from a scholastically lazy athlete that would most likely shun you. I am over this pissing match, I have accelerated beyond anyone's thoughts or dreams. I live on the water in Virginia Beach, My children "book smart" have exceeded my expectations while watching their mother go through a illness that has no good outcome. I'm not the best the best person in the world but if my grammar upsets you than pay my bills, simple and then invest in my movies "Anesthesia with Kristen Stewart, Glenn Close, Sam Waterson, Grethen Mol. and many other or maybe my new new movie "Treetop" with Anthony Macke or maybe "world Flyers with Joby Ogwyn who in recent days have had a great tragedy. I did not realize you wanted ENGLISH, I would have thought you wanted success, I still own that property on Rt 1 with my brother. He would without any hesitation since I cost him a education at FT. Hunt tell you all to Go fuck yourself. But I am bigger than that I only have to say "Thank you" you make me stronger, I will give more and expect less. But from now on I will have my college educated PA make all further posts. I really do not want to offend the over financial achievers with my bad grammer.

woah, man, shouldn't tell all of them peeps to go f themselves, it looks to me like one was kind of defending you...

Musso - Glad you seem to have gotten along OK. We used to hang out occasionally and I remember stealing gas from your pops station when Snapper and I were cruising Route 1 doing bong hits, and remembering how we used to kick your ass in football (I played for Mt. Vernon) and banging your Ft. Hunt chicks. We actually were glad you dicks blazed the school, because the last semester of our grad year we skated with 5 hour days. Fun daze.

Remember when my boy Bobby Martelli kicked the shit out of your supposed school bad ass at Smithwick's kegger in '79? Those were the days.

Completely appropriate that you're layin stone. You never were real bright, and you still talk and write like a punk.

Good luck bro. I'll remember you for infamy only.

Loser.

Are you saying Smithwick had a kegger in 79, AFTER the blaze?

Wow...

Yeah the fuck right. Matts addicted to coke and prostitutes. He's a compulsive liar.

Was the pussy fine in '79? I was only 3 at the time, but if stereotypes are true, I imagine some hot, skinny, bushy little brunette in a tube top and bell bottoms.


Hnnnnnnnnnggggg

-I really promised myself I would not bring myself down to this level of just plane bullshit. first of all "POOCH' I do not know you! As far a stealing gas from my father , congratulations, maybe you can go to Walmart next and show your wit and cunning. As far as football we beat your school my junior and senior year, as a matter of matter of fact in my senior year we were I think 7-2 and we played you and Mt. Vernon was 9-1 and we beat you and went to the playoffs. As far as Bobby Martelli goes he was my friend I never once fought him, I never once thought of fighting him. Fort Hunt Girls well I think if they felt as I do now about you, you are probably just a, well let me take that back you are nothing to them. you are a nobody, you do not know the facts, you do not matter. and as far as Asdfghjkl0 goes. I do not even drink , I admit in the 80s I loved me some, get the fuck out of here pussy and it is know secret my party days. proud of it, lived through it, still alive, and now going on vacations to places your stupid ass would ever dream about. so yea I have been around I had a great life, a couple of bumps. I have really good friends and every day you can drive by my property on RT 1 and hate me, despise me, I beat your team in football, I rose above and made something of myself, I have great children, money, friends and I feel, well how do you think I feel. Now you are going to say "oh he feels like got over on Ft Hunt" Not true I loved Ft Hunt It crushed me all that happened, the fire, my friends , my school. how can you even judge me, especially at 6:02 Am in the morning, alone at a computer.

If anyone does not like my recent banter on this stupid little blog, please do not take it personally, I am just trying to pack to go on vacation.

I am sorry "settle down" movies made a point.

facts:

Bob Smithwick----rich boy, poseur, pretend bully
Musso---tough kid, nothing phony about him
Bill Smithwick----Bob's twin, nicest kid in school. Got dragged in FH burning because of same last name. Shame.
FH football---without Rocky Belk, they would have been 4-6.
Mt Vernon had more college ballplayers.

Unfortunately, I believe Rocky Belk passed away a few years ago...is that right?

Ft. Hunt and Mt V were the best schools in the area back then...high number of academy graduates, and Stanford/Princeton/other Ivy's...

Mt V football won states in the early 80's, I believe.

Bottom line, I view the burning as probably nothing more than a bad idea that went wrong...who didn't do stupid stuff in high school, but got lucky and nothing went horribly wrong?

I sure did.

Them's were wild times, and I'm glad I came out relatively unscathed...had me a good time, though.

No one despises you, Musso - it's just a fascinating story, particularly if you grew up in the area and remember when it was going on.

Since you're opening up so much, how did the fight start in front of your house that summer when another kid's jaw was broken?

Do you still keep in touch with or know what happened to Tim and Bob?

well I see the basic bullshit has stopped while I was away, but I have to give ______0 credit for understanding that the women in 79 were great, as far as bushyall I have to say is. although they (women of 79)usually possessed a generous thicket then, I am sure they have now nocked down the reason for my consistent picking of teeth and light spitting. I hope you have the great time but also understand that eventually, you will marry have kids and wake up every morning wondering how you survived a 14 year old daughter, or better yet why you did not kick the shit out of her 16 year old boyfriend. Times change my brother.

Pooch you are an idiot! you have absolutely no idea what you are talking about.

as far as asddfg whatever I hope your asswhole gets infested with the fleas of a thousand camels, you douche.

Mister Meaner, I was athlete, we did not go to class as you did. I will tell you what, tell me who you are and lets see. oh and remember I had fire thing as a deficit, I should working in fast food. what are you doing?

Now that's a good question from TBD, I do not remember the fight in front of my house , or should I say the many fight, My house was a party house I lived by myself since I was 17 maybe even 16, a rental house next to my fathers. Had Primo our dog on guard he hated everyone. I really do not remember that incident or that persons jaw broke. I do not dought it. I remember the good times, the bad times, youth and the irrevocable right to stand up as one. my parties were Ft Hunt , Mt Vernon, Groveton, Hayfield, Edison you name it. we were mostly one, fights happened, wrong school, bad blood, usually a girl. It happened. Do not believe that about me a Bobby Martelli we were good friends, never fought. never fought I think from anyone from Mt Vernon. Groveton, we all made up. good times back then.
No I have not talked with Tim and Bob in more than 20 years.

Matt

Thank you for you thoughts fyreeeee Your right it was a bad night that should have never happened. One of the biggest regrets of my life was hearing of the loss of Rocky Belk and not connecting with him before. the last time I talked with him was at University of Miami when I was there in Miami. I miss him, he is a great loss, we really need to treasure gifts like Rocky Belk. That's all I have to say about that.

Matthew Musolino Wrote:
-------------------------------------------------------
> Well first I should say I am sorry for all I have
> done and all I have been involved in. The fort
> hunt fire was a terrible thing, I loved Fort Hunt
> all its students and all its teachers and all its
> staff. First I should have never have gone their.
> I lived in the Groveton area and since I did so
> well in the football single A schools in Florida I
> was asked to see FT. Hunt. I started school their
> half way through my freshman year. I loved the
> school and I excelled, lets get to the night of
> the fire, I was home and Tim Greer and Bob
> Smithwick came by my house and talked about hoe
> pissed they were at Dr. Manning at the time David
> Eads had a motorcycle at the house we could not
> start we went with a sprite bottle and got 17
> cents worth of gas from my family gas station and
> tried to start it again. it was mentioned how mush
> of a ass Dr. Manning was and it was suggested to
> go and singed Dr. Mannings Desk. we left my house
> and went to the culdisack behind the tennis courts
> at ft hunt with less that half of the original gas
> that was in the bottle , Me and Bob got out of the
> car while Tim Greer was driving and too drunk to
> walk, he never got out of the car, a green nova I
> think, me and Bob went towards the offices and
> after the tennis courts I said "hey this is
> stupid" and I turned around and went back to the
> car I was almost at the car when Bob came by me
> and said come on its going up" and I turned around
> and looked and saw nothing and said your full of
> shit. Tim woke up and drove us home. that's the
> story, no one went on top of the school, in the
> school. My uncle Anthony always said someone went
> in the school because of the damage it never
> happened there was not enough time and Bob told me
> later he never went into the school. during the
> investigation Tim turned himself in, although my
> father had a great deal of influence in the police
> department it was presented to him to turn me in
> because really Tim never saw anything and the fact
> that Bill told so any people at a party at Paul
> Shelkins he did us a favor he turned his son in
> "me" under the condition I would get a mister
> meaner and no one would get longer sentence than
> me. Now you might not believe it but my father had
> a great deal of influence in that area RT 1. That
> night I lost many scholarships, my father lost
> prestige influence ,friend and momey, my brother
> lost his future at FT Hunt, friends, respect all
> the years I played sports with a vigor and
> attitude that most players think about. After this
> I was called a rat or snitch not happening Tim
> told the story, Bill gave the story validity, My
> father saved our lives. What we all did with it
> after that is a different story.


Matthew - I read your story above and it seems very sincere to me. It's a shame that you got into any trouble at all. If you changed your mind and turned around and were almost back to the car when the incident happened, it seems that your common sense took over and told you that throwing a gas filled botle at the school was wrong.

I'm glad that you made a success of your life and moved on from this terrible incident.

No problem Matt III (or is it Jr?).

We're just wondering why you're hanging around ranting and posting on this 'stupid little blog' 35 years later. Is it really you or a relative (i.e. son, nephew, cousin)?

I was class of 79 and was on a school ski trip in Vermont when we heard the news. Matt Tim and smithwick were friends of mine. We were all shocked and upset especially since it was our senior year. The event was a huge disruption. We did complain about Mr Budd and Manning but never thought something like arson would have occurred.

It seems a Bob Smithwick, 54 years old, residing in Marietta Ga, just passed away?

Pretty dang young...

Yep, that's Bob. His sister Susan is the only one left. His twin Bill died 10 years ago. Godspeed...

This is Luke Smithwick son of bob Smithwick my dad passed away 1/25/15 and anyone who has any cool story's they want to share with me that would be awesome he only talked about the fire once and said he didn't get in much trouble

Didn't know your dad.

Did know the time and the place...which were ca-razy, and the fire at the time was big, big news.

From what I heard, one might chalk the fire up to teen age hijinks that went a little too far. Other people (which may or may not have included me) did, and got away with, much crazier and much stupider things...and, they were dam lucky. Nothing went wrong, nobody got hurt, and the next day, it was a funny story.

And, we went on with life and things turned out just fine. Unfortunately for your dad, and the school, this prank just took a bad turn.

I laugh at the people that villify teenagers who have done a stupid thing or two. Most people who didn't do something stupid back then, it was only because they were too scared (and not cause they gave a sh** otherwise...they were just scared), but boy did they love telling the stories.

Later in life, I have seen those "straight arrows" do REAL stupid stuff later in life...real greasy stuff...real WTF stuff...cheating on spouses...bad work issues, etc...the "wild ones" in high school had moved on.

That's all.

Not suggesting anyone go out and do stupid stuff, just sayin' that many kids back then who did questionable/stupid things and it went wrong weren't really bad guys at all.

Sorry to hear about your dad.

Maybe that will spur some stories about your dad.

Sorry about your Dad, I think I went to one of those keg parties, but I can't remember where that house was, Ft. Hunt Rd?

I went to High School in the Burke/Fairfax area in the late 70's and I remember the fire at Ft.Hunt

We were average 17 year old Party Hardy, bong hit taking, beer drinking, girl chasing, Camaro driving teenagers.

We had fist fights, went to Super 29 Drive In, field parties, The Nike Site, field parties, and the trips to OC.

But we never burned down Robinson HS as much as there were asshole teachers and staff. ALL ADULTS WERE UN-COOL.

3 Dirtbags caused 4.5 million dollars in damage, and they should have been made to pay up. We the taxpayers of Fairfax County paid for their little stunt.

You were/are Assholes.

Non Pyro of 1979 Wrote:
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> I went to High School in the Burke/Fairfax area in
> the late 70's and I remember the fire at Ft.Hunt
>
> We were average 17 year old Party Hardy, bong hit
> taking, beer drinking, girl chasing, Camaro
> driving teenagers.
>
> We had fist fights, went to Super 29 Drive In,
> field parties, The Nike Site, field parties, and
> the trips to OC.
>
> But we never burned down Robinson HS as much as
> there were asshole teachers and staff. ALL ADULTS
> WERE UN-COOL.
>
> 3 Dirtbags caused 4.5 million dollars in damage,
> and they should have been made to pay up. We the
> taxpayers of Fairfax County paid for their little
> stunt.
>
> You were/are Assholes.

You paid for their stunt?

How much?

You had fistfights? Cool, man.

Freakin pothead.

You paid for their stunt?

How much?

You had fistfights? Cool, man.

Freakin pothead.

I was a senior at Groveton when this happened. Sharing the school was OK, but we were bummed when you switched to Mt Vernon in spring, Senior year being out of school and track practice by 2pm was something we looked forward to.

Musso, your story seems to be missing something, schools do not erupt in fire with three drunk kids in the parking lot and why apologize if all you did was walk around the outside of the school.

Also the story was the fire was set to burn down the school because you had a full football scholarship but need not have the grades to meet the NCAA standards, so if you burned the administrative offices you could just tell them what your grades were. That is the story that was always told around Groveton and Mt Vernon and has been told for years by lots of people.

Man, I read "Musso's" account here, and he seemed to go into pretty good detail as to what happened.

And why.

I put Musso in quotes, because who knows if it was actually him...sounded pretty knowledgeable about things, though.

Sorry you're still bummed about a later start to track practice back in 79.

Unforgiven.
Thatz right.
Unforgiven.
Capeche?



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Was there a Smithwick brother, Tim or Tom, that was related to these guys that went to Ft Hunt high in the 60's?

Also, was General Smithwick this guys dad?

I wonder what it was like for these guys living in this community after the fire...seems like from the posts here, life went on...

Stratfordius Wrote:
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> Was there a Smithwick brother, Tim or Tom, that
> was related to these guys that went to Ft Hunt
> high in the 60's?
>
> Also, was General Smithwick this guys dad?
>
> I wonder what it was like for these guys living in
> this community after the fire...seems like from
> the posts here, life went on...

Not quite old enough to have firsthand info, but I seem to recall that one of the boys involved had a high ranking military officer father. There were allegations and whispers that this dad, due to his rank and perceived gravitas, pulled some strings so that his son didn't get much of a punishment. I think the Smithwicks were all related.

my parents told me this had happened

they then played a head game of pretending i was a horrible child for not reacting "as they had expected" to the news (a thing they did daily, actually)

i was very young had no idea where the school was or what had really happened

i had mearly shrugged and said "oh" or something. had not laughed or cried.

School looks a little like old days, but now has a turf football field, and, some new "neighborhoods" are built around it, basically, a couple of cul de sacs off of Fort Hunt Rd with like 3 to 5 houses...

Looks like the scoreboard on the football field is from back when.

Don't see the cannons in front.

Oh, the old days.

The cannons are back ! Long live FHHS !

I was watching a "TedTalk" on YouTube, and Jacqueline Novogratx mentioned Muso on one of her talks about the "Blue Sweater"...LOL.

Some story about standing jock hall, it sounded like.

That school has been a middle school longer than it ever was a high school. But you'd never know it to listen to the FH alums that are just a tad fanatical about tell you that they went to Ft. Hunt.

Grew up in the area, and remember this as a great cautionary tale.

It was an incredible "whodunit" of the day for those of us who lived around and probably for those who didn't as well.

Question for those that might know/remember-how the heck did these guys continue to have run ins with the cops and graduate HS that spring? Weren't they under watch?

Were they right back in the high school population to graduate with their peers that spring? How awkward was that?

I might agree with the posters that make it seem that this was just a crazy prank that went horribly wrong

I went to Ft. Hunt and graduated in '79. I knew all three of the students affected by the fire. Just a few corrections: Bob Smithwick's father was a Colonel, Tim Greer's father a Major General, and I think we know Matt Musolini's father owned a gas station on rt. 1.

Anyone who thinks their fathers' careers aided in them getting a lesser sentence is crazy! First of all, all three of them admitted when interviewed separately, that their intent was to break some windows or burn a desk. One of them (Tim I think) was passed out in the car off school property, so he didn't play a role in the fire. Yet he was still found guilty of Felony Arson -- you call that getting let off the hook? Bob pled guilty, so he too was convicted of Felony Arson. If you've ever filled out a college application or job application you know that you're always asked if you've ever been convicted of a felony! Their lives were ruined right then and there. Given Matt's story, he had a change of heart and turned around and went back to the car, so he didn't play a role in the fire either. Because of his deal he was able to get off with a Misdemeanor, so he could at least have much better luck with jobs in the future!

Someone that went to the one trial told me that the judge gave the same sentence to all three of the boys. I believe the two that were convicted of felonies were given the minimum of 2 years (and remember, one was passed out)!! I'm pretty sure the judge said Matt may just have a misdemeanor, but he wanted to make sure he served the same amount of time in jail as the other two did. I have no idea if that happened or not though.

Seriously, now that we're in our 50's, surely we can agree that they were just boys?! And they were all pretty decent guys if memory serves! The thing that stood out to me back then was how much people were drinking in high school! Didn't Matt say Tim couldn't even walk? There was way too much alcohol available for high school-aged kids back then! Way, way too much alcohol! I feel pretty certain in saying that if they had been sober, none of this would have happened.

Anyway, Bob's passed away, mixed reports on Tim, and Matt's still around. I say let these poor guys move on from a mistake from 37 years ago already!! With what little knowledge I have of the law, I suspect these guys have paid dearly for this prank.

Agreed with many of the sentiments above.

On one hand, stupid prank gone wrong, doubt they were thinking it would go so bad. On the other hand, though, perhaps they put themselves in a bad position, should they have been doing something else at 1 in the morning instead of driving all around drunk thinking of fire?

Vaguely remember the Ft Hunt football backfield and RB Belk went to Miami, brief NFL, QB Hurst went to Uva. Does anyone recall Musso, if he was a big-time recruit? Don't recall, but reading through the thread it sounds like he was headed to La Tech.

Anyone remember if he was big time?

Also, reading through the thread, was anyone struck by how it seemed that "life went on" for these guys the rest of their senior years, it sounds like parties, fights, turfing assistant principals lawns and things like that?

Does anyone remember what these guys were like that spring? Did they go to school with the rest of their classmates? Were they hated?

After all, they were looking down the barrel of what may have been some pretty serious jail time

k3xNh

I played against MM. He was a blocking fullback...short/stocky. Would have been a scout teamer at any mid-major college, until grades would have made him ineligible by second semester freshman year.

I saw him get throw out of Winston's bar in Georgetown around 1981 for being sloppy drunk, obnoxious. As he was leaving, he threatened to burn the place down...."DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM???"

saintlouis Wrote:
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> I played against MM. He was a blocking
> fullback...short/stocky. Would have been a scout
> teamer at any mid-major college, until grades
> would have made him ineligible by second semester
> freshman year.
>
> I saw him get throw out of Winston's bar in
> Georgetown around 1981 for being sloppy drunk,
> obnoxious. As he was leaving, he threatened to
> burn the place down...."DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM???"

That might be seen as pretty dang funny.

Looks like he might have got his sense of humor back, at least.

I never burnt anything, I can barely get my grill started. I have been accused of burning my school , my fathers business, his hotels and now a club in Georgetown.
I loved Ft. Fort Hunt what it gave me, the friends I made I will always cherish, my coaches, teachers and again the School "FT Hunt" Ft Hunt is more than a Institution but a living breathing part of the soul and character of the alumni that lived it. These are your heads of military, corporations, politics and the heads of households. Ft Hunt is bigger than you.
as for me you can't break me. and yea I was short and stocky, fast too, and at least I own my past. No I do not know you, nor do I want to. You could not be a friend of mine the friends I have are still my friends today.

LOLz either come out of the closet your in, or go fuck yourself. I don't care. It really makes no difference. look at what I have done and what you have done and all I have done is uphill, and I agree my fault.

try to do what I did, raise the family I raised, then judge

Matt-My prayers out to your wife and family. Hope the outcome was better than expected.
You apologized. That's more than enough for me. Wasn't necessary. We have all done things we wish we hadn't.

Yepper, Adam Lanza? REALLY??? Three kids get hammered and make a mistake that gets out of control. No one injured or killed. The other is a raving mad man who kills his mother, takes her semiautomatic weapons and kills elementary school kids and teachers. I live in CT. My kids are still seeing the effects with cops in every school up here. I don't see the connection. I guess that Fort Hunt education was useless.

For me, that fire was life lesson #1 in being resilient, adapting to unexpected circumstances and staying positive.
Split shifts at the other 2 schools was great. I was able to have more fun the second half of the year than the other 3 put together. I miss those pick up hockey games at Mt. Vernon Arena late on Wed. nights.

Mark Fleming Fort Hunt High School, Class of 79

Mark Fleming,

Thank you.

I was going to let this go, but when did I ever get tossed out of a Georgetown bar and threaten to burn it are you people out of your mind. and mid college, do you know what I lost when the fire happened do you have any idea of the college opportunities I lost from 1 night. who are you people to judge me almost 40 years later. If really you want to know you people killed Bob and probably Bill, not sure what happened to Tim but you probably took your toll on him, let me tell you have a better chance of seeing Jesus than taking me. And if any one of you want to take your old judging on the internet ass face to face with me, just hit me up. I'm game. I swore I was not getting pulled into this, do you realize how many people your hate affected. over one night of stupidity, and almost 40 years ago. I have read where you people said I have burned my fathers business down, my house, a business in Georgetown., or even threatened it. What the fuck is the matter with you people, are you so fucking shallow you have to hold on to something for 40 years. You people are unforgiving you have no soul. every day since that fire has been an accomplishment. I have a daughter Tori that bought her first house at 23 with no help from me, a son Zac that is in college on his own, his mother past away from cancer 6 weeks before he graduated high school and my youngest son 12 straight A's playing guitar and piano and on the beach everyday he can. All of them are a better persons than me. The point is I am evil I will beat down, destroy or even kill anything or anyone that stand in the way of my family. Thread lightly you asswholes because one day my children may be who you answer too.
On another note I was a better athlete than at least 90% of could ever even think of being.

matthew musolino Wrote:
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> I was going to let this go, but when did I ever
> get tossed out of a Georgetown bar and threaten to
> burn it are you people out of your mind. and mid
> college, do you know what I lost when the fire
> happened do you have any idea of the college
> opportunities I lost from 1 night. who are you
> people to judge me almost 40 years later. If
> really you want to know you people killed Bob and
> probably Bill, not sure what happened to Tim but
> you probably took your toll on him, let me tell
> you have a better chance of seeing Jesus than
> taking me. And if any one of you want to take your
> old judging on the internet ass face to face with
> me, just hit me up. I'm game. I swore I was not
> getting pulled into this, do you realize how many
> people your hate affected. over one night of
> stupidity, and almost 40 years ago. I have read
> where you people said I have burned my fathers
> business down, my house, a business in
> Georgetown., or even threatened it. What the fuck
> is the matter with you people, are you so fucking
> shallow you have to hold on to something for 40
> years. You people are unforgiving you have no
> soul. every day since that fire has been an
> accomplishment. I have a daughter Tori that bought
> her first house at 23 with no help from me, a son
> Zac that is in college on his own, his mother past
> away from cancer 6 weeks before he graduated high
> school and my youngest son 12 straight A's playing
> guitar and piano and on the beach everyday he can.
> All of them are a better persons than me. The
> point is I am evil I will beat down, destroy or
> even kill anything or anyone that stand in the way
> of my family. Thread lightly you asswholes because
> one day my children may be who you answer too.
> On another note I was a better athlete than at
> least 90% of could ever even think of being.


I'm with you, Matthew. F them!

matthew musolino Wrote:
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> I was going to let this go, but when did I ever
> get tossed out of a Georgetown bar and threaten to
> burn it are you people out of your mind. and mid
> college, do you know what I lost when the fire
> happened do you have any idea of the college
> opportunities I lost from 1 night. who are you
> people to judge me almost 40 years later. If
> really you want to know you people killed Bob and
> probably Bill, not sure what happened to Tim but
> you probably took your toll on him, let me tell
> you have a better chance of seeing Jesus than
> taking me. And if any one of you want to take your
> old judging on the internet ass face to face with
> me, just hit me up. I'm game. I swore I was not
> getting pulled into this, do you realize how many
> people your hate affected. over one night of
> stupidity, and almost 40 years ago. I have read
> where you people said I have burned my fathers
> business down, my house, a business in
> Georgetown., or even threatened it. What the fuck
> is the matter with you people, are you so fucking
> shallow you have to hold on to something for 40
> years. You people are unforgiving you have no
> soul. every day since that fire has been an
> accomplishment. I have a daughter Tori that bought
> her first house at 23 with no help from me, a son
> Zac that is in college on his own, his mother past
> away from cancer 6 weeks before he graduated high
> school and my youngest son 12 straight A's playing
> guitar and piano and on the beach everyday he can.
> All of them are a better persons than me. The
> point is I am evil I will beat down, destroy or
> even kill anything or anyone that stand in the way
> of my family. Thread lightly you asswholes because
> one day my children may be who you answer too.
> On another note I was a better athlete than at
> least 90% of could ever even think of being.

This poster is fake. The real Matthew Musolino lives in the Virginia Beach area.

I remember it very well.

My father Clyde E. Phelps was a Gov't teacher at Ft Hunt at the time.

I was in the 4th grade at Washington Mill Elementary.

During Christmas Break (we still called it that back then), he tells me to come over and look at the Newspaper.

Some nitwits, who turned out to be the anti-social nutcase Robert Smithwick, and his cohort Musso(something), whose dad owned the Gasohol selling service station on the right as you descend from Beacon Hill down to Hybla Valley - had set the Principle's office on fire.

Ft. Hunt had to share the Mt. Vernon Highschool building with MV for the second half of the 78-79 school year.

My brother and I ran into a former Ft. Hunt student at the Hallin Hall Safeway a couple of years ago and he said Smithwick was later hired by the U.S. Postal Service (LOL - they take many psychologically challenged people) and that he is now dead.

I don't know about the other two, but many people told my Dad that there was something mentally wrong with Smithwick.

His mom had died young and the Dad was a strict military guy, and he had some big attitude problems.

The guy said that Robert Smithwick's brother was a straight arrow - the opposite of Robert. But, he said the brother became a Cocaine addict and died many years ago.

Apparently, his brother was a very good basketball player.



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nodope Wrote:
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> I went to Ft. Hunt and graduated in '79. I knew
> all three of the students affected by the fire.
> Just a few corrections: Bob Smithwick's father was
> a Colonel, Tim Greer's father a Major General, and
> I think we know Matt Musolini's father owned a gas
> station on rt. 1.
>
> Anyone who thinks their fathers' careers aided in
> them getting a lesser sentence is crazy! First of
> all, all three of them admitted when interviewed
> separately, that their intent was to break some
> windows or burn a desk. One of them (Tim I think)
> was passed out in the car off school property, so
> he didn't play a role in the fire. Yet he was
> still found guilty of Felony Arson -- you call
> that getting let off the hook? Bob pled guilty, so
> he too was convicted of Felony Arson. If you've
> ever filled out a college application or job
> application you know that you're always asked if
> you've ever been convicted of a felony! Their
> lives were ruined right then and there. Given
> Matt's story, he had a change of heart and turned
> around and went back to the car, so he didn't play
> a role in the fire either. Because of his deal he
> was able to get off with a Misdemeanor, so he
> could at least have much better luck with jobs in
> the future!
>
> Someone that went to the one trial told me that
> the judge gave the same sentence to all three of
> the boys. I believe the two that were convicted of
> felonies were given the minimum of 2 years (and
> remember, one was passed out)!! I'm pretty sure
> the judge said Matt may just have a misdemeanor,
> but he wanted to make sure he served the same
> amount of time in jail as the other two did. I
> have no idea if that happened or not though.
>
> Seriously, now that we're in our 50's, surely we
> can agree that they were just boys?! And they were
> all pretty decent guys if memory serves! The thing
> that stood out to me back then was how much people
> were drinking in high school! Didn't Matt say Tim
> couldn't even walk? There was way too much alcohol
> available for high school-aged kids back then!
> Way, way too much alcohol! I feel pretty certain
> in saying that if they had been sober, none of
> this would have happened.
>
> Anyway, Bob's passed away, mixed reports on Tim,
> and Matt's still around. I say let these poor guys
> move on from a mistake from 37 years ago already!!
> With what little knowledge I have of the law, I
> suspect these guys have paid dearly for this
> prank.


The best player of that time period at Ft. Hunt was probably Matt Weathers who was related to the Weathers Trash Service guys from Gum Springs.

He was at least as good as Belk, but bigger.

He played at College in either Illinois or Iowa, but flunked out.

He looked like the type who would make the NFL.

Also, Tom Gibbons, who like Weathers, graduated in '77, was the starting free safety for the University of Notre Dame.

He started in the '81 Surgar Bowl against Herschel Walker and the Georgia Bulldogs.

He tried out for the Denver Broncos in '81 but was cut.

Rt 1 Wrote:
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> Yes, I remember it. I am planning on writing a
> book on the area, anyone remember the old motels
> along Rt 1...Wagon Wheel...Pines...Mt. V
> Inn...etc...lemme know.
>
> Any other stories/memories of now "historic" Rt 1?


I remember the "Red Barn" restaurant, which was right near Musso's Gasohol.

The building was there for many years after it changed ownership - it might still be there.

I remember the Mt. Vee Hotel and the old Travel Cabins between the Woodlawn McDonald's and the Happy Inn Motel (which just burned - again). It became an Econo Lodge in later times.

I remember Woodlawn Shopping Center had an A & P - now an International Foods place and a People's Drug Store. There was also a small library in the mid '70s at the end of the building.

I remember thinking the Colonial Looking White House across from the Woodlawn McDonald's was really, really old. But, it turns out it was built in the 1940's. It is not there when you look at the 1937 Aerial Map of Fairfax County.



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82 Major Wrote:
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> Was the Greer involved related to Steve or Tom
> Greer?
>
> I remember the plaza, keystone motel, brooks motor
> lodge fire that killed 4 or 5 people, how about
> the engleside grill, christophers/cowboy cafe,
> little detroit. Then Quick Silvers a few years
> later was a happening place for a little bit.
> Zeds, the drive in, the duck pin bowling alley,
> memco, the mount vernon monster...so many
> memories....LoL

Wow, I remember all of the above.

The Keystone and the Rainbow Motels were total dives.

One of my friends' brother became a heroin addict and was living at one of those hotels when we were in Junior High at Walt Whitman. I would think of his brother every time our school bus passed by.

matthew musolino Wrote:
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> I was going to let this go, but when did I ever
> get tossed out of a Georgetown bar and threaten to
> burn it are you people out of your mind. and mid
> college, do you know what I lost when the fire
> happened do you have any idea of the college
> opportunities I lost from 1 night. who are you
> people to judge me almost 40 years later. If
> really you want to know you people killed Bob and
> probably Bill, not sure what happened to Tim but
> you probably took your toll on him, let me tell
> you have a better chance of seeing Jesus than
> taking me. And if any one of you want to take your
> old judging on the internet ass face to face with
> me, just hit me up. I'm game. I swore I was not
> getting pulled into this, do you realize how many
> people your hate affected. over one night of
> stupidity, and almost 40 years ago. I have read
> where you people said I have burned my fathers
> business down, my house, a business in
> Georgetown., or even threatened it. What the fuck
> is the matter with you people, are you so fucking
> shallow you have to hold on to something for 40
> years. You people are unforgiving you have no
> soul. every day since that fire has been an
> accomplishment. I have a daughter Tori that bought
> her first house at 23 with no help from me, a son
> Zac that is in college on his own, his mother past
> away from cancer 6 weeks before he graduated high
> school and my youngest son 12 straight A's playing
> guitar and piano and on the beach everyday he can.
> All of them are a better persons than me. The
> point is I am evil I will beat down, destroy or
> even kill anything or anyone that stand in the way
> of my family. Thread lightly you asswholes because
> one day my children may be who you answer too.
> On another note I was a better athlete than at
> least 90% of could ever even think of being.


When you get some free time take a basic writing class. Your pathetic attempt to express your feelings has shown that you have no ability to compose a couple of simple paragraphs.

Perhaps if you had studied in school, and realized the importance of education, you would not have been compelled to set your high school on fire.

If you do take a writing class - Don't set that school on fire.

That team of 77 that an earlier poster spoke of seemed to be loaded...

Weathers went to Illinois, I don't remember him flunking out, I remember him having knee problems. In high school, he was DC player of the year, All-Met, etc...

They also had Tom Gibbons, Notre Dame, a fullback that went to VPI, a DB that went IVY, and another DB that I think went to tech.

Pretty loaded.

Over a short period of time, mid 60's til when it closed, Ft Hunt was in state football playoffs a good number of times, including in 81 when they made it to the finals, losing to GW Danville.

Not so bad for a school that closed a short time later for "declining enrollment", especially when compared to a school of a similar vintage, Langley, that was lousy in football, I don't remember them being a factor in state playoffs at all during that same time period.

I remember at least one year, there were more students in a particular class at West Point from Fort Hunt than any one other high school...I think it was like 11 or something like that.

Musso's class was somewhat loaded as well, backfield with him, Rocky Belk to Miami and NFL, QB went to UVa (Hurst, I think) and a couple of other college level players/talent.

It's hard to knock these guys for one incident...like has been said before, lots of guys did lots of crazy things back then that didn't "blow up" like this did.

Now, if they were "dicks" otherwise, that may be the story.

But I'm not gonna put them in the dick category just because of this...need the whole story.

I'm just amazed at the stories of the spring of their senior year...sounds like there were parties, fights, hangin' out, etc...I'm thinkin if I was involved, my parents would have put me on 24 hr lockdown...

Who knows...

Found this the other day. I think it is from the Groveton HS newspaper in 78. It is the contents of the student lockers in "body bags" from FH in the gym at Groveton.
Attachments:

Drove by the old FHHS this weekend.

Realized the youngest living graduate of FHHS is now around 50 years old.

Dayum!

Memories...

Always heard a rumor that a girl was involved, something like past out in Grerr's car...but no one mentioned her...

Any truth to that? Anyone hear that?

This is to "play with yourself" fuck you little prick ass bitch mother fucker. THis is my education. there was never a girl there at all for your information " stockade driver" as for you "Play with yourself" the reason why you call yourself play with yourself is you could not get a piece of ass with fist full of $50. I probably really need to take a course in literary fuck you but, raising a family, banging a beautiful wife and not attending the Nerd Heard meeting you have to go to obtain a picture of the next girl you will put in your spank bank. I do not hide behind a stupid name. here is my number punk 757.339.1898. If you want to know what punk means is, look it up. I'm sure you will understand. call me, really I sick of this shit. and I do look forward to my uneducated, rich ass beating you half to death.

Just askin', dude. it was a rumor then.

I'm one of those people who doesn't think that negatively of what happened...

Like others, I chalk it up to stupid drunken hijinx that went a little too far, and a little too wrong. Not some grand plan of destruction that a few drunk teenagers soberly hatched up and spent days planning the execution of

I also realize that about half of us back then did something of a similar nature that could have blown up real bad, but didn't. And so it was just something to laugh about now (and then). we got lucky. thats all

I also think those folks that get all angry about this were people that were afraid to do this kind of stuff. its not that they didnt want to, they were scared to but boy did they love telling stories. Watchers, thats all they were. and now they feel all high and mighty

Eeveryone is young and dumb once. No big deal.

Stockader Wrote:
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> Just askin', dude. it was a rumor then.
>
> I'm one of those people who doesn't think that
> negatively of what happened...
>
> Like others, I chalk it up to stupid drunken
> hijinx that went a little too far, and a little
> too wrong. Not some grand plan of destruction that
> a few drunk teenagers soberly hatched up and spent
> days planning the execution of
>
> I also realize that about half of us back then did
> something of a similar nature that could have
> blown up real bad, but didn't. And so it was just
> something to laugh about now (and then). we got
> lucky. thats all
>
> I also think those folks that get all angry about
> this were people that were afraid to do this kind
> of stuff. its not that they didnt want to, they
> were scared to but boy did they love telling
> stories. Watchers, thats all they were. and now
> they feel all high and mighty
>
> Eeveryone is young and dumb once. No big deal.

100% right. Which two guys were involved with each other? Was the third part of a triangle or just along for the ride?

Hey, schmucks, I burned down your piece of poo schoo. Shoo.

Sheeite

Yo, schoo, yo

Shit mofo hell

Don't think too negatively about what happened? WTF? They burned down an entire major high school.....displaced thousands of kids in the middle of the school year.

Carrying a molitav cocktail into school over xmas break to burn down a teacher's desk isn't something that just casually happened....you had to plan the break in, have the propellent, and light the desk on fire. THere was plenty of time for one of them to say what a stupid/viscious idea, let's not do it..but that never happened.

No way the event can that be dismissed as "kids being kids"...what planet are you from?

Millions of dollars to repair the damage.

Did those young and dumb idiots pay for the damage they caused?

"plan the break in"...aka, break a window...
"have the propellant"...what the heck is that?

what planet are you from? Arson Terminology R US?

Guys were drunk a threw gas through a broken window is what it sounds like to me.

Something I would have done? NOT a chance.

Some well planned crime? Not really...stupid drunk teenagers

"burned down an entire major high school"

Really? The entire school...burned down...nothing left standing...just rubble and a parking lot...a few piles of smoldering glass and metal, as if a B-52 strike came through?

Are you sure? Or, just blowing things a little out of proportion?

This is all very Rock 'N Roll High School esque! '79 to boot! Did The Ramones ever play the halls of Fort Hunt?

Hey FO....I was there shitbird...I school was condemned....not blowing things out of proportion...you should ask the entire student body who were moved to Groveton for the remaining 5 months of the school year if things were blown out of proportion...

Angry/name caller guy...if you were there, why weren't you charged?

Silly claims, like "burned down the entire high school" and silly terms...like "plan the break in"...and, "have the propellant".

Now, you're claiming you were there?

Let's just talk about the first one-"burned down the entire high school"...so, lemme get this right...nothing left standing. The entire school, burned DOWN, as you say. Describe that more, please. Were there little piles of smoldering glass and metal? Little piles of bricks? But other than that, THE ENTIRE SCHOOL...BURNED DOWN? No structure remaining, at all? Hmmm...that's interesting

Also, since YOU WERE THERE...talk about that? Just where were you? How did you know they used, um, lets see here...a "propellant", as you say?

Did YOU, MR., supply the propellant, SINCE YOU WERE THERE?

Hmmm, all starting to make sense now!

Wowza!

That's about the best rip I've ever read, and I'm a professional writer. Yeah, Musso was a class-a asshole-wannabe douchebag. While I'm not surprised he's a coke head, I AM surprised that someone hasn't put a bullet in his fat face.

No Musso you aren't evil. You aren't anything other than a clinically-certifiable, megalomaniacal sociopath with psychopathic tendencies. You're the typical kind of thug who, convinced by his own reality-divorced, self-serving propaganda, goes through life operating under the delusion that he really was someone of some importance at some time. Well, I've got news for you Musso, there was never a time in the long, lamentable history of humanity's existence when you were anything other than an obnoxious, belligerent, cretinous vulgarian. As evinced by your pathetically feeble attempts at conjugating grammatically correct sentences, the most you could ever aspire to in a civilized world is that of an illiterate, slack-jawed, knuckle-dragging Neanderthal. You are the kind of maladroit miscreant who can only be found in the backwoods of Appalachia where drooling, mentally-retarded third-cousins inbreed with one another. And finally, what does it matter and what well-adjusted adult really cares if you were a better athlete at one time? That was a long time ago. Most of us have gone on to become contributing members of society, raise families and enjoy positions of influence and prestige. You, in stark contrast, haven't changed at all. You are still behaving like a noisome 18 year-old. In short, you haven't developed at all. You are simply pathetic Musso, just plain pathetic. And by the way, you didn't throw away your college education when you tossed that Molotov cocktail. While you might have been able to get into a college on an athletic scholarship, no self-respecting institution of higher learning would ever graduate a consummate ignoramus such as yourself. Now, go huff and puff and blubber and bluster about what a bad ass you are and how you're going to kick my ass, you convicted arsonist and societal misanthrope, I couldn't give a shit. Once I type the last period in this comment, I will never think of you again. Quite simply, you will cease to exist to me as you have ceased to exist to so many others for so long now. And finally, as to knowing who you are, most of us don't give a damn about you because precious few of us cared then or now to consort with upright-walking, , fecal-flinging Simian apes of your ilk. So do us all a favor and disappear into the perpetual darkness of immemorial obscurity where you belong.



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Musso was an average player at best. Far to slow and short for the big time...and he was fat. Just a tough nut who was on another underachieving FH team.

Bob Anderson Wrote:
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> That's about the best rip I've ever read, and I'm
> a professional writer. Yeah, Musso was a class-a
> asshole-wannabe douchebag. While I'm not
> surprised he's a coke head, I AM surprised that
> someone hasn't put a bullet in his fat face.

Professional writer?

Who are you kidding, asshole?

You ever hear of punctuation or starting new paragraphs? Obviously you haven't, based on your last post.

I'm not a fan of Musso, but Bob you sound like a leftard dick who blogs too much.


Fuck your mother and get off this forum.

Bob Anderson LOL Wrote:
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> Bob Anderson Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > That's about the best rip I've ever read, and
> I'm
> > a professional writer. Yeah, Musso was a
> class-a
> > asshole-wannabe douchebag. While I'm not
> > surprised he's a coke head, I AM surprised that
> > someone hasn't put a bullet in his fat face.
>
> Professional writer?
>
> Who are you kidding, asshole?
>
> You ever hear of punctuation or starting new
> paragraphs? Obviously you haven't, based on your
> last post.
>
> I'm not a fan of Musso, but Bob you sound like a
> leftard dick who blogs too much.
>
>
> Fuck your mother and get off this forum.

Considering that Bob went to high school over 30 years ago, I'd rather fuck his daughter.

"Fuck your mother and get off this forum."

Brilliant rebuttal. Profoundly incisively and illuminatingly cogent, seldom does editorial commentary such as yours soar to such heights.....ah shit, I can't do it, the pathetic puerileness of your "comment" is just too funny. I'm laughing too hard to type!!! Well, one thing is certain, your parents, if you knew them, are undoubtedly proud of every penny they didn't spend on your education.

Oh, and if you don't like what people have to say, then go fuck your mother yourself....assuming she's still in the kennel.



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Bob:

Did you go to Fort Hunt HS?

Why so angry after all these years?

Native Alexandrian Wrote:
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> You were there m1datlantic@yahoo.com??? Really???
>
>
> Matt Mussolini, Tim Greer & Bob Smithwick's
> parent’s professions, connections & community
> influence/clout permitted their adult sons to
> perpetrate a very expensive crime with virtual
> impunity. The taxpayer picked up the tab the old
> fashioned way – by being screwed. (And Matt
> Mussolini’s brother, Nick, does him no favors by
> correcting a $4.5 million damage claim on another
> web site by stating that is was actually $11
> million in damage. (Ft. Hunt students were never
> the sharpest tools in the shed! LOL))
>
> And,for the record, Matt’s delusional to think
> he’s welcome to attend anything but a
> mini-reunion with his ‘associates’. Those
> whose lives were upended would welcome Matt & his
> cohorts to a reunion by renting Hummers &
> inadvertently losing control of the vehicles:-)
>
> Lastly, I’m willing to bet that karma caught up
> with all 3 of them & their juvenile associates.


So true -

The "taxpayer picked up the tab"?

I'm pretty sure the school had insurance...so, insurance proceeds should have been available.

I'm not sure these guys "got off easy".

Did they graduate from Ft Hunt? I thought they were "away" much of their senior year?

Reading a post above, where somebody tried to make it seem as if "the entire school was burned to the ground"...

C'mon, now. No need to exaggerate to that extent.

I saw it, nothing was burned to the ground.

Sure, there was significant damage...but "not to the ground".

It was 39 years ago - December 30,1978 at 3am

Claims to be a writer but just strings together 50 cent words trying to insult.

Starbucks intellectual at best.

Bob Anderson Wrote:
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> No Musso you aren't evil. You aren't anything
> other than a clinically-certifiable,
> megalomaniacal sociopath with psychopathic
> tendencies. You're the typical kind of thug who,
> convinced by his own reality-divorced,
> self-serving propaganda, goes through life
> operating under the delusion that he really was
> someone of some importance at some time. Well,
> I've got news for you Musso, there was never a
> time in the long, lamentable history of humanity's
> existence when you were anything other than an
> obnoxious, belligerent, cretinous vulgarian. As
> evinced by your pathetically feeble attempts at
> conjugating grammatically correct sentences, the
> most you could ever aspire to in a civilized world
> is that of an illiterate, slack-jawed,
> knuckle-dragging Neanderthal. You are the kind of
> maladroit miscreant who can only be found in the
> backwoods of Appalachia where drooling,
> mentally-retarded third-cousins inbreed with one
> another. And finally, what does it matter and
> what well-adjusted adult really cares if you were
> a better athlete at one time? That was a long
> time ago. Most of us have gone on to become
> contributing members of society, raise families
> and enjoy positions of influence and prestige.
> You, in stark contrast, haven't changed at all.
> You are still behaving like a noisome 18 year-old.
> In short, you haven't developed at all. You are
> simply pathetic Musso, just plain pathetic. And
> by the way, you didn't throw away your college
> education when you tossed that Molotov cocktail.
> While you might have been able to get into a
> college on an athletic scholarship, no
> self-respecting institution of higher learning
> would ever graduate a consummate ignoramus such as
> yourself. Now, go huff and puff and blubber and
> bluster about what a bad ass you are and how
> you're going to kick my ass, you convicted
> arsonist and societal misanthrope, I couldn't give
> a shit. Once I type the last period in this
> comment, I will never think of you again. Quite
> simply, you will cease to exist to me as you have
> ceased to exist to so many others for so long now.
> And finally, as to knowing who you are, most of
> us don't give a damn about you because precious
> few of us cared then or now to consort with
> upright-walking, , fecal-flinging Simian apes of
> your ilk. So do us all a favor and disappear into
> the perpetual darkness of immemorial obscurity
> where you belong.



You edited this 4 times? I bet Musso kicked your faggot ass when you were kids and you never got over it.

I'm with Musso on that at least. You sound like a pompous turd.

Bob Anderson Wrote:
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> "Fuck your mother and get off this forum."
>
> Brilliant rebuttal. Profoundly incisively and
> illuminatingly cogent, seldom does editorial
> commentary such as yours soar to such
> heights.....ah shit, I can't do it, the pathetic
> puerileness of your "comment" is just too funny.
> I'm laughing too hard to type!!! Well, one thing
> is certain, your parents, if you knew them, are
> undoubtedly proud of every penny they didn't spend
> on your education.
>
> Oh, and if you don't like what people have to say,
> then go fuck your mother yourself....assuming
> she's still in the kennel.

Verbose

Time Forgives Wrote:
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> It was 39 years ago - December 30,1978 at 3am


Need 40 years.

But you bring up a dam good point.

Talking about this now, is kinda like talking about something that happened in 1939 when we were in school...

Some 40 years earlier.

Well I guess I'm a Neanderthal, knuckle rubbing, shit I'm so short when I step off the curb my ass hits the concrete. but lets forget about me. lets talk about my kids Tori 23. Zac 20, Anthony 13. first why would you you put them through this, They all or where straight A student, my Daughter gave me a little problem, but I was there when she was born I was the first person to hold her, the first to change her diaper, the one who put up with all her youth and on Oct 7th gave her away for marriage. My oldest son has a scholastic scholarship at NCU Wilmington and a fellowship this summer in Europe. My youngest son Anthony is 13 straight A student, ADVENT program, but recently played the blues at Abbey roads here in VA Beach. Remember he is 13 and he reads this shit. Now me I could give a shit, I married what I needed strong women, both who give there life for the betterment of our children. Every night homework, every night its done. my children are smarter than me, We agreed to not allow our youngest Anthony to play football, because I said it make no sense. Bottom line is I marries what I needed, great women, that nurtured, cared , raised these children as reasonable caring adults. Now my first wife died and it was a good death. there was a lot of sadness to be expected. but you know that's our problem. If I can anyone advice "marry what you need". This Worked for me, and raised my children and family they are great. so this should put to bed your question how is this family raised family

So lets not worry about my family like I have an Appellation mountain family!
for Christ sake I am not Dave Letterman.
lets get to the anger and you have towards me.

I was there when the school became ablaze, I did not see it because I chickened out, probably not an easy thing to but I was tired and over it in the middle of the tennis courts Bob ran Bob and said it was going up. Well we did not believe it, we Tim and I did not believe it. there was no smoke. nothing. Tim who woke up and had absolutely idea of what was going on as he drove us home. and we left,

lets get to the meat, your ass whole works Killed Bob, this guy was not perfect who is but he was not bad. He raised a family, worked and you haunted
him.
Same with Tim Except Tim Did not know where he was going, he did not participate and was passed out unless he needed to drive.

and yes my children are smart maybe not me, I can find out who writing this shit I will come and beet you half to death.so what I will do is I will send my son on his fellowship to Europe since we are knuckle dragging mother fuckers and then I will humiliate you in front of your friends and family. I have My Brother and my children, wife, respect them, our you will have your mother if the cunt is still alive whisper in your ear for a lot of days that you will be fine. last words on this

Dude, don't do this again when you are shit faced drunk.

Musso, not everybody who writes in here hates you, or those other guys.

I don't know you directly, but was around from back then, and know quite a few of your friends.

I, like many people from back then, am interested in 'what happened' as it was a huge story back then and of course before the internet, many weird rumors were started. But even before the internet, it was amazing how word of this stuff traveled from school to school, basically, word of mouth and a few newspaper articles.

I am not one of those haters, as has been said here quite a few times, i recognize that many of us, me included, did a TON of stupid stuff that could have gone real sideways and turned out real bad. but didnt. and we woke up with just a hangover and hazy memories of funny stories.

And then there were the haters back then.

They didnt do wild stuff, not becuase they didnt "want to", but because they were scared. And then, later in life, they turn out to be closet psychos.

I am more interested in the story of what happened, in what was a pretty big then for most fairfax county high schoolers bck then.

No hate, though.

Anybody who is still angry about drunken stupidity by a few teenagers from back in 79, get over it.

its amazing how Greer got the book thrown at him. it sounds like he was on the way outside, passed out drunk. Not part of it, really.

As I recall, Smithwick's dad was a WWII pilot in the Army Air Corps, and has been stated here, Greer's dad was currently serving as an Army General, a West Pointer, as many of our classmates were back then.

So many military parents in that little sliver between Rt 1 and GW Parkway.

Good times, good football teams, FT Hunt had like ten kids from one class go to West Point.

School was going to close either way. Enrollment was way down.

1977 was peak enrollment in the nation for high school, didnt reach that level again until 30 yrs later.

Loved those times.

vn3pc Wrote:
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> Dude, don't do this again when you are shit faced
> drunk.

I think Matthew has a drinking problem. His posts are usually early in the morning, rambling in all directions, and have little to no editing for spelling or grammar errors.

Sad to see someone tumble that deep into the abyss of alcoholism.

Sad to see Wrote:
-------------------------------------------------------
> vn3pc Wrote:
> --------------------------------------------------
> -----
> > Dude, don't do this again when you are shit
> faced
> > drunk.
>
> I think Matthew has a drinking problem. His posts
> are usually early in the morning, rambling in all
> directions, and have little to no editing for
> spelling or grammar errors.
>
> Sad to see someone tumble that deep into the abyss
> of alcoholism.

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”

One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

Fuck You!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

This is the truth about fairfax:

Everything is discussed openly in Arlington and every Arlingtonian claims the right to have an opinion on any and all questions. One is Catholic, the other Protestant, one an employee, the other an employer, a capitalist, a socialist, a democrat, an aristocrat. There is nothing dishonorable about choosing one side or the other of a question. Discussions happen in public and where matters are unclear or confused one settles it by argument and counter argument. But there is one problem that is not discussed publicly, one that it is delicate even to mention: the Fairfaxianish question. It is taboo in our republic.

The Fairfaxian is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Fairfaxian and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”
One cannot defend himself against the Fairfaxian. He attacks with lightning speed from his position of safety and uses his abilities to crush any attempt at defense.

Quickly he turns the attacker’s charges back on him and the attacker becomes the liar, the troublemaker, the terrorist. Nothing could be more mistaken than to defend oneself. That is just what the Fairfaxian wants. He can invent a new lie every day for the enemy to respond to, and the result is that the enemy spends so much time defending himself that he has no time to do what the Fairfaxian really fears: to attack. The accused has become the accuser, and loudly he shoves the accuser into the dock. So it always was in the past when a person or a movement fought the Fairfaxian. That is what would happen to us as well were we not fully aware of his nature, and if we lacked the courage to draw the following radical conclusions:

1. One cannot fight the Fairfaxian by positive means. He is a negative, and this negative must be erased from the Arlingtonian system or he will forever corrupt it.
2. One cannot discuss the Fairfaxianish question with the Fairfaxians. One can hardly prove to a person that one has the duty to render him harmless.
3. One cannot allow the Fairfaxian the same means one would give an honest opponent, for he is no honorable opponent. He will use generosity and nobility only to trap his enemy.
4. The Fairfaxian has nothing to say about Arlingtonian questions. He is a foreigner, an alien, who only enjoys the rights of a guest, rights that he always abuses.
5. The so-called religious morality of the Fairfaxians is no morality at all, rather an encouragement to betrayal. Therefore, they have no claim to protection from the state.
6. The Fairfaxian is not smarter than we are, rather only cleverer and craftier. His system cannot be defeated economically — he follows entirely different moral principles than we do. It can only be broken through political means.
7. A Fairfaxian cannot insult a Arlingtonian. Fairfaxianish slanders are but badges of honor for a Arlingtonian opponent of the Fairfaxians.
8. The more a Arlingtonian person or a Arlingtonian movement opposes the Fairfaxian, the more valuable it is. If someone is attacked by the Fairfaxians, that is a sure sign of his virtue. He who is not persecuted by the Fairfaxians, or who is praised by them, is useless and dangerous.
9. The Fairfaxian evaluates Arlingtonian questions from the Fairfaxianish standpoint. As a result, the opposite of what he says must be true.
10. One must either affirm or reject anti-fairfaxianism. He who defends the Fairfaxians harms his own people. One can only be a Fairfaxianish lackey or a Fairfaxianish opponent. Opposing the Fairfaxians is a matter of personal hygiene.

At least it didn't happen in arlington

All I can say if I can even begin to think and act differently the way I did 30+ years ago. I just lost 30+ years of my life, I did not grew, mature, nor even respect my surrounding and all that is there for me to take into my heart.
There will always be haters. but I love you too.
Matt

Well sad to see sad to tell you , I get up at 4:30 am so yea my post are early. My grammar might not be good because I suck at it. I'm actually sorry I do not meet up to your spelling correctness. I guess I will just have to stick what I doing. And now I have a question "what the fuck are you doing" "Sad to See" I will bet its your bank account is the sad part" don't screw with me dud unless you have at least enough balls to put your real name up. Mine is Matt Musolino P#757.339.1898 I doubt you will call my belief is your ex wife got the remnants of your balls, that's why you have time to sit around all night with that pathetic hating heart, grading my papers. Fuck you nameless punk. may you next boyfriend be a masculine one.

Matthew Musolino Wrote:
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> > > Dude, don't do this again when you are shit
> > faced
> > > drunk.
> >
> > I think Matthew has a drinking problem. His
> posts
> > are usually early in the morning, rambling in
> all
> > directions, and have little to no editing for
> > spelling or grammar errors.
> >
> > Sad to see someone tumble that deep into the
> abyss
> > of alcoholism.

Please get help before it it too late.

whose going to the West Potomac game tonight?

Instead of being called the "Wolverines", maybe the "Phoenix" (out of the ashes-LOL) might be more appropriate, haha.

It's interesting how Fort Hunt used to be pretty dang good in football, even though they had a pretty small enrollment.

Ft Hunt went to States in football in the early 80's, right before they closed up

And Groveton was usually pretty lousy.

Fort Hunt used to have a real weird boundary-kids from Yacht Haven and that area near the Mt vernon Mansion would basically go past Mt vernon high to get to Fort Hunt, and Kids from Villamay, a real nice area that basically backed up to Groveton, would go to Fort Hunt.

When Ft Hunt and Groveton merged to become West Potomac, look out! They wrer great at sports.

matthew musolino sounds like a neat guy

Ah, as probably has been said here before, he and his buddies probably weren't any worse than many other kids of that era.

They did a stupid thing that got way out of control.

Back then kids in high school could buy beer, things were different.

I laugh at the poster(s) who get on here and say things like they "completely burned the entire school to the ground!"

No-yes there was a bunch of damage but no part of the school was burned down to the ground. It re-opened the next year.

For people interested in that time, and really anytime before 1980 there is a Washington Star archive online that can be searched.

Do a search on this topic and man will you find some interesting things to say the least.

Matt was a coke dealer. I bounced him out of my house. Dickhead describes him to a tee. He flashed a gun and I told him to get the fuck out of my house.

Heres our guy
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I went to FHHS '78, played football w/ MM. We knew each other, though weren't friends. Same with Smithwick and Greer.

All this discussion is very interesting, I wonder how much of it is true.

I am here because I needed my FHHS transcripts for a wonderful new job opportunity. Ffx County was able to provide said transcripts, however, they are illegible and I how have to make the case to my future employer that the reason is because my high school burned down. Not to the ground, mind you, but very bad smoke damage throughout. Would you think they'd believe me?! It just sounds too fantastical.

Well, that's why I'm here, looking for evidence and boy, I never expected to find this. This forum is fantastical!

I will have known some of the posters in this thread - though unable to identify anyone in particular not using their real name - and some of what was said sounds very believable. Gutted to hear about Rocky B. We had many deaths at FHHS '74 to '78 - way too much alcohol - and there have been a surprising number of FHHS alum deaths since.

I have lived overseas for the past 20+ years and FHHs seems to be embedded into my psyche. Reading this forum has been a real revelation for me.

FHHS, the people, the place, Rt 1, Mt Vernon, all those places and all those people: lots of good, plenty of bad, way too much alcohol and too many deaths. It all has had a huge influence on who I am. I didn't realise how much until I read this forum.

I wish you all the best.

Thank you.

Need FHHS transcripts Wrote:
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> I went to FHHS '78, played football w/ MM. We
> knew each other, though weren't friends. Same
> with Smithwick and Greer.
>
> All this discussion is very interesting, I wonder
> how much of it is true.
>
> I am here because I needed my FHHS transcripts for
> a wonderful new job opportunity. Ffx County was
> able to provide said transcripts, however, they
> are illegible and I how have to make the case to
> my future employer that the reason is because my
> high school burned down. Not to the ground, mind
> you, but very bad smoke damage throughout. Would
> you think they'd believe me?! It just sounds too
> fantastical.
>
> Well, that's why I'm here, looking for evidence
> and boy, I never expected to find this. This
> forum is fantastical!
>
> I will have known some of the posters in this
> thread - though unable to identify anyone in
> particular not using their real name - and some of
> what was said sounds very believable. Gutted to
> hear about Rocky B. We had many deaths at FHHS
> '74 to '78 - way too much alcohol - and there have
> been a surprising number of FHHS alum deaths
> since.
>
> I have lived overseas for the past 20+ years and
> FHHs seems to be embedded into my psyche. Reading
> this forum has been a real revelation for me.
>
> FHHS, the people, the place, Rt 1, Mt Vernon, all
> those places and all those people: lots of good,
> plenty of bad, way too much alcohol and too many
> deaths. It all has had a huge influence on who I
> am. I didn't realise how much until I read this
> forum.
>
> I wish you all the best.
>
> Thank you.

Welcome to the forum, but who needs their high school transcripts 40 years after graduating? When I got my first job at Long John Silver's, I just showed them my diploma.

Still working there?

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> Still working there?

Yes, my Long John's career is going great. Have you tried the chicken planks? They are super delicious.

To get a job wacking weeds to become the legal boss of the illegal crew, you also need them to bus and dishwash at the cheapest dive bars or to be a shine boy or baggage guy at Airports or with a shine box freelancing in the streets .

LJS Alum Wrote:
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> Tater Tot Wrote:
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> > Still working there?
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> Yes, my Long John's career is going great. Have
> you tried the chicken planks? They are super
> delicious.
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Hello everyone,

As my name explains, I fell down the rabbit hole and found this forum.

I'm 30 and I currently both live on rt. 1 (for the second time) and work at a hotel where Ft. Hunt alumni are celebrating the 50th reunion for the class of '71. I was told a little about this story and...fell down the rabbit hole reading about it.

Thank you, everyone who posted here for sharing your experiences, your nostalgia, and the story of the fire. It was really interesting to learn about the history of the city I've come to call my home for the last 10 years.

Another HS fire

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Yeah that was his brother Tommy