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Harold Gooley's volunteer role was teaching a handful of Junior High boys, which is as close to herding cats as you can get. Having a name like "Gooley" and working with Jr Hi boys is not a good mix. I was one of his students. To us, he was always, "Mr. Goooooulee!!," uttered with a tone of Halloween freakishness and just loud enough to be overheard. Classes were held in a dimly lit, musty smelling balcony of an aging facility. Mr Gooley was in his 50's, single and hunchbacked. I'll never know for sure if Mr. Gooley was merely arm-twisted into teaching this tough to reach age group, however my experiences with him would indicate that he was more than…