Hi, Pop!²⁹

Yesterday I was running on the street facing Thomas Edison High School. A young black boy said to me, “Hi, Pop! Hi, Pop!” Then he said, “Hi, Shry! Hi, Shry! Don’t get a heart attack.” In this way he was asking me not to run. He added, “Your children are not here.”

Then two teachers turned around and saw me. They stood aside and showed me much respect.