One of my reading goals for Sept/Oct was to read a work of fiction, for fun. You know, a “chill out, don’t underline anything” book.
Whittier, Forleo, and Grits
Cash came home from the school the other day needing to mark on a map the birthplace of the poet John Greenleaf Whittier. I had not heard of Whittier before, but a couple days after I helped Cash look on Wikipedia to find out where he was from (Haverhill, MA), I came across Whittier’s name again in the book I was reading, Adam Alter’s Drunk Tank Pink.
