Editor’s note: This is the fourth in a series of posts about the Crusades. If you’re interested, I recommend starting with the first one which you can find here. Otherwise enjoy.
A cookie from my jar
OK. So a while back, when I was in high school, I was getting hassled by this other kid. It went on for a couple weeks I can’t remember exactly how long. He was just some local trouble maker, not at all uncommon in my home town. My brother and sister and I would walk to a pick up point after school a ways from the school grounds and every day for at least a week or two he was giving me a real hard time.