In the summer of 1979, I was finishing up what would turn out to be the best year of my K-12 education. I was in 9th grade at a high school in Honolulu where everybody was smart, the classes were interesting, and the boys spoke to the girls as if we were the thinking people we are. Kay’s best friend had told her “Come on down. It’s the New South!” She decided to move and take me with her. She informed mom, who basically said okay. I was shocked and disappointed, to say the

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