This is an addition to the last post.
I graduated from high school in 1974. After that, my dad wouldn't allow Ricky to take part in extracurricular activities at school. But he was going to the Medina County Joint Vocational School which opened in the fall of 1974.
While Ricky went to the JVS, there were the cruel people taunting him, hoping he would have seizures. But there were also people who would stick up for him. One girl from our home district wrote a letter in the school paper wondering why these students would be so mean that they would want to cause someone to have a seizure. I found out some of the students from Diversified Health Occupations would also help him out after having a seizure. I found this out after I started dating one of the students. This student would later become my wife, Kathy, and his last guardian angel while alive.