As so often happens, I always think a little bit more this time of year about my former life in the classroom, particularly at this time of year when teachers are just sweeping away the rest of the anxieties and apprehensions that come with each new school year and settling in for the day in and day out life of lesson plans and grading. But, with those thoughts in these times, a baker’s dozen’s worth of years after my last class shuffled out of St.