@contrex,
For Packy -
I remember him as a guy I liked, now from afar. He probably had a smart mouth, and obviously he liked me enough to go see a movie. There is in the back of my mind the fact that his cousin sent me a valentine in fourth grade, big satin heart (3 years before). Talk about a surprise on my part, from both of them, and that Packy asked me out to go see a movie.
Anyway, 4th grade guy was tall and handsome and now vague in memory and Packy, 7th grade, was called Packy, I can near picture. There may have been cousin economic stuff in the mix. Plus people thought we were rich (another similar name on the parish roles actually was). We were renters in a variety of deep doo, but never mind, our deep doo doo house was memorably lovely (before the fall) but Packy's family, I don't now. His father worked at the ice house. Maybe Packy was trying to ace tall/hand. Maybe he actually liked me, shiest person around. I did like him.
Both tongue tied. The movie was Taza, Son of Chochise.
I learned to talk since, hoping he did too.
Also, after me, he liked Marilyn.