Published: April 1, 1995

What Ray's Dad Doesn't Know

I am sure my classroom evokes a great many memories for Ray's dad. The morning sun backlighting pictures taped to east windows, the heady aroma of new crayons, the click-clack of oversized high heels scuffing across the floor of the dress-up area, the bold strokes and colors on the easel--these powerful cues call up tender, carefree...