I have a smallish wooden statue of Don Quixote in my room that my parents brought back to me from Spain on one of those adult and other siblings only trips. As I reread my last post (vain, I know), I reflected back to the assigned read of Don Quixote in Dr. Vogt’s 10th grade English class at my year at Gilbert High School (Gilbert, Arizona).

I couldn’t make it through the text, so Dr. Vogt gave me the comic book. That makes one book and a comic book that I made it through in high school.

And what’s up with all the high school people who take it seriously now? If the me of then were taking high school now, I could get a gas station job, drop out, and be in the same place I would otherwise end up (and in a less verbose fashion).

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