11:40AM June 4th 2011 CMT, BGKY
Mac got a thin letter from his kindergarten-school fist pick. I suddenly got anxious and nervous, warping back some 22 years ago to stomach-crushing anxiety.
Turns out it wasn’t a single-page letter thanking him for applying and wishing him well in his future endeavors.
Instead there was a second letter stating what his tuition bill would be for the year and the expectation and requirements. Strangely, I got a thrill about this.