Daniel's Summer Blog

In my time in school, I have been blessed with two of the greatest U.S. History teachers ever to walk the Earth. One is a born and bred southerner who loves NASCAR and Republicans, while the other is a Maryland native who could now pass for a Massachusetts blue-blood. Both are excellent teachers, the former forcing me to swear off history classes after my junior year in high school (I took European at the same time) and the latter forcing me to break that oath my sophomore year of college. I do not remember which of them taught me this, but at some point I learned that when the great "war machine" of the United States began to run at full speed, the boys down at the docks could go 21 days from the laying of a keel, to a ship sailing off into the blue to fight the U-boats. Likewise, I am hoping the war machine of my brain will get revved up to fight the LSATs in just over a month. Right now, I am getting blitzkrieged. I am retreating to Dunkirk (UNC) for two days.