My pattern of crime
Do you remember how zealous you were about reaching “perfect attendance” marks in grade school? How careful you were about avoiding the first “absent” day? How easy it was to fall into a pattern of delinquency and how you thought your parents foresaw a life of crime for you after even the smallest precedent-setting misdemeanor? A recent incident reminded me of these fears and made me recall how at three decisive career-turns, on three “first days,” I got off on the wrong foot with the law.