3. Stomping on Glass

Autobiography of a Little Boy

This is the third in a series of posts entitled Autobiography of a Little Boy. Here, I give you a glimpse into my pursuit to become the truest and best version of who I am. Each installment features a guest author who writes his story in crayon, with my left hand.¹ He’s my inner child. I refer to him as Tommy. The body of each post in this series is written by Tommy (using my left hand, engaging the right side of my brain, writing in the voice of my inner child). He also created the artwork. All footnotes, etc. are written by me, the grown-up, Tom Gentry.

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I went to Columbian Elementary school. Can you think of a name for a school for working class white kids more generic and lame than that? I don’t think so. Back then, I didn’t understand Christopher Columbus was a . . .

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