HARRISBURG -- It began as a normal quiet night Tuesday. Vicky and I were involved in our normal routine. I had just come home from work and she was going through her mail on the bed and we were sharing stories about the day.
She, a teacher, was telling me about the various shenanigans of her students, who was mad at her, who had helped her, who had been bad and then was good, changes in behavior for no reasons apparent to her.