Lest we forget

Near the end of June, I stood by a table of books in Barnes and Noble in Savannah. “Summer Reading,” proclaimed the sign over the stacks of books. Two ladies standing beside me were perusing the books and conversing, and I suspected that they too were English teachers. I’m told we have that look about us.

“I wish they’d just take the sign down,” the shorter of the two said. “Nothing turns kids off to great books faster.”