Out of Nowhere

Out of nowhere the image that
popped into his mind was an
evening, English class on
Shakespeare when he was
in junior college. It was a year
after his dad died brutally
by his own hand. It wasn’t
exactly a time of security and
serenity in his life but, obviously,
that class and that professor
left a comforting image. That
tells him something about
the absence of security and
serenity and comfort now in
a, basically, leaderless country
that the comfort would come
from a time of such utter
vulnerability — that life for
a lonely, scared kid compared
well to now.

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