I promised myself. Someday, I’d read many books by authors including Homer, Hemingway, Tolstoy, Joyce, Dostoevsky, and Steinbeck. After my kids came along in the 90s, I abandoned books except for the occasional one. I traded Thomas Wolfe and Sinclair Lewis and Willa Cather for thousands of backyard baseball tosses to Quinn Tracy and Ian Tracy. Colin Tracy favored soccer and track and field, about which I knew very little. Yeah, we’d do some math and science homework back then