We mounted the bus as we always did, sliding into our assigned places. Seating was stratified, the farther back, the more superior one’s status. I was usually able to get pretty far back, but not so far back as to be anywhere near the ninth-grade girls.

At the end of the semester, Hog Farm came to the campus and set up a carnival on the baseball field.

Last night, I found myself floating in a dream across the grounds of the old school…

The investment business is one of those worlds where the opposite of what is being said is usually true.