We come into this world head first and go out feet first; in between, it is all a matter of balance.
— Paul Boese
A friend asked me if I had any cultural obsessions as a child.
I wondered if collecting rocks in third grade fit this category. Then I thought about my junior high years playing Michael Jackson and Donny Osmond 45s incessantly on my small portable record player. My Jackson 5, Motown 45 rpm vinyl record with the cobalt-blue label had grooves deeper than the Grand Canyon after I got done with it.