My brother was in trouble with the nuns when we were young. He took the blame for writing in a slam book under the name of Linda B. Supposedly it showed that he was perverted and in need of therapy. My father told the nun that she should have better ways to spend her time and that his son had nothing wrong with him. That nun used to call the boys queerdicks? She was the same nun who put ribbons in their hair as punishment. I liked her, though. She sang "Jump down turn around pick a bale of cotton."