Saturday Afternoon with Calvin

In 1993, I was at a sweets shop on Bancroft Avenue, just across from the UC Berkeley campus, buying gifts for people I'd worked with as president of my dormitory that year. Trying to decide between pecan turtles and truffles, I became aware of another customer who had come into the shop and who was patiently waiting for me to make up my mind. I glanced at him, and offered to let him go ahead of me while I made this very important decision.

As I stood in front of the display, considering the merits of mints, I became Read more