We had little in common, me and a prissy, "know everything" 16-year-old girl whose desk was beside mine in English class. Sometimes, we "pre-graded" each other's themes. One was a review of homecoming. "Miss Priss" wrote an ugly marginal note: "Don, you can't even review a parade!

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