It started as a prick of conscience. Not like the prick of conscience that suggested I should stop stealing my neighbors’ newspaper — a practice that started innocently enough when I found scores of papers left abandoned to lie on the edge of slush puddles and/or half-buried in snow drifts.
“To Kill a Mockingbird” ranks as one of my son and daughter’s favorite books.
Right up there with “Les Miserables” for depictions of kind-hearted, benevolent souls making socially just choices in an unjust world.
At least that’s what my kids told me, as they recited their favorite lines from ““To Kill a Mockingbird.”