On The Last Year Of High School
Best of Chicago voting is live now. Vote for your favorites » Grudgingly, I took a look. Well, OK, it was a piece aimed right at the spot where she and I are as vulnerable as the underside of a turtle. Steinberg’s older son is 18, a high school senior. He’s a good kid. But he’s got one foot out the door. “How do I feel? Proud. Lucky,” writes Steinberg. He’s too adroit a writer to wring out the washcloth, but it’s clear his feelings are a lot more complicated than that....