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Someone here has to know (or knows someone who knows) either Justin Theroux or Jon Bernthal. Not exactly the kind of household names even your grandmother would know, but still pretty famous.
Justin went to Lafayette and the Field School, and Jon went to Sidwell.
I need to do some research on this. My high school boyfriend who I’m still friends with was Field ‘89, so he must know Justin Theroux.
I and all my SFS classmates know Jon Bernthal. Cool popular nice guy. Impressed
He’s so successful but he is certainly not a household name. Chelsea Clinton more likely (same crowd will know her).
So are all his stories about being a troublemaker BS?
I mean, he wasn't an angel, but nothing serious that I ever heard of. Cool guy, athlete.
https://www.esquire.com/entertainment/movies/a14443788/jon-bernthal-the-punisher-cover/
At school, he watched his brother Tom meekly roll the ball back to an adversary during dodgeball. When the boy mocked Tom, Bernthal picked up another ball and whipped it into a stack of chairs near his brother’s tormentor. The force of the throw knocked the chairs on top of the kid. But Bernthal also wants you to know that he came from a prosperous, caring family. His father was a powerful corporate lawyer in D. C., and his mother watched over a handful of foster kids in addition to her three boys. The family lived in a tony suburban neighborhood, and Bernthal attended Sidwell Friends, where Chelsea Clinton was a few grades below him.
When he was seventeen, Bernthal got caught by a D. C. policeman with some dime bags. He was taken to jail and put in a cell. “One thing that I’ve always been afraid of, my whole life, was crickets,” Bernthal told me at an Ojai biker bar. “I get into this jail cell and I’m sitting there and I see there’s two crickets in there.” An older man was put in the cell with Bernthal, which scared him until the man crushed the crickets. “I told him I was worried about how my dad was going to react to me getting arrested. He said he’d been in and out for twenty years and never heard someone mention their dad.”
The day before the Fourth of July, he took Boss for a walk near the beach. A drunk man called Boss over and grabbed the dog when he got close. Bernthal rescued Boss, which led the man and a few of his buddies to start following Bernthal home. The man didn’t listen when Bernthal warned him to back off. So Bernthal wheeled and punched him in the face. The man was out before his head hit the pavement. This wasn’t an isolated incident. Bernthal had been brawling since his teens. An hour after the punch, Bernthal was cuffed to a bench in a police station. In a life of last chances, this was it. The cops taunted him: “If that guy doesn’t wake up, you’re going away for life.”