Team Gray!

When Curtis came to my house to pick me up on our first date, he thought he’d walked into the garage. He thought it was odd to see my mother sitting at the table. Then, with a start, he realized it was the kitchen. I remember with great effort cleaning the bathroom, and then putting [...]

Last year, in a grandiose display of bravado, I bet the children I could read 1984, The Grapes of Wrath and The Call of the Wild before Yanni could read Tom Sawyer, and Xay could read Old Yeller. I was a little nervous when Yanni had finished Tom Sawyer in four days. I decided to [...]

I graduated from High School in 1985, and by then, all the furor over George Orwell’s book had died down. I don’t know how I got out of having to read 1984 in High School, but I thought maybe I better find out what all the hoopla was about last year.