• Gordon, Gordon, Put Me in Stitches

    My 7th grader came home from school yesterday and told a story about someone named Gordy. Apparently, Gordy couldn’t believe how tall my son was. He expected him to be much shorter. Red flag! I have never heard of anyone named Gordy. I only know of Commissioner Gordon. He runs the police department in Gotham City. “Is Mr. Gordy a teacher?” “No,” he said. “I play video games on my Playstation with him.” Alarm! I like to think I keep pretty good tabs on my son. I know who his friends are. I’m kind of the friend police. He will not end up in the Breakfast Club. I have never…