I remember my mother getting ready on Saturday nights in the nineties and aughts, a real age of dinner-dances and black-tie auctions. I remember her leaving for her hair appointment, helping her touch up her nails, but most of all I remember her chatting with her friends about the dress code. And today dress codes …
When I was in elementary school I had a teacher that I knew was the greatest teacher. Period.Someday I knew that I’d submit her to be Disney’s Teacher of the Year. I know: they only accept high school teachers. And my sister said they’d never choose someone from Scranton, But I knew I would convince …