1 I was leaving the office when the phone rang.
2 "John It’s Mike," he said. "Mike Clarke."
3 There was something broken in the sound of his voice.
4 Clarke is a Chicago guy from the Northwest Side who moved his family to a McHenry County farm because he loved the countryside. He’s the SBC worker and turkey farmer I’ve written about.
5 This spring, he was charged with felonies and branded a vigilante in the local papers there. His 19-year-old son also was charged. Clarke’s family was shamed. They were the subject of common talk in a small country town.
6 And what exactly was his crime
7 Protecting his family and his neighbor—a frightened elderly woman—from a hooded stranger late at night.
8 Clarke called 911, but witnesses say it took police almost an hour to get there. The stranger repeatedly refused to identify himself as he walked toward the Clarke home. So Clarke ta
A. had some physical contact with the stranger
B. frightened an elderly lady
C. made a call to police
D. asked the stranger about his identity
I remember one night a few years ago when my daughter was frantic with worry. After my Harvard Extension School classes, I usually arrived at the bus station near my home by 11 p. m., but on that night I was nowhere to be found. My daughter was nervous. It wasn’t safe for a single woman to walk alone on the streets at night, especially one as defenseless as I am: I can slay a mugger with my sharp wit, but I am just too short to do any real physical damage.
That night my daughter checked the bus station, drove around the streets, and contacted some friends. But she couldn’t find me--until she called my astronomy professor who told her that I was on top of the Science Center using the telescope to gaze at the stars. Unaware of the time, I had gotten lost in the heavens and was only thinking about the new things I had learned that night in class.
This story illustrates a habit I have developed over the years: I lose track of the time when it comes to lear
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