To read a story, share a song, work through a novel that you love with kids. They’re not going to love it the same way.

I re-read the story we’re taking on today on the trolley this morning. This line left me with tears in my eyes:

No more maybe, in other words. Because that is just what happens. One day it is maybe, and then you just know.

Reminded me of a song I heard for the first time in junior high:

Is a dream a lie if it don’t come true, or is it something worse?

Live version here, 1980, 00:04:26-00:04:34.

Note to self: Get it together, man.