30. HOW’D YOU DO IT?
None of us got where we are solely by pulling ourselves up by our bootstraps. We got here because somebody …. bent down and helped us pick up our boots. --Justice Thurgood Marshall Lloyd, 5th grade. 1941 Midway through these essays, a dear Savannah friend, Ezra Merritt, referring to my early challenges -- beaten by teachers for minor infractions; bullied by Olly Sanders; and sleeping on a folding cot in my aunt’s kitchen, nights that left me feeling superfluous -- asked, “Lloyd, how’d you do it?” His seemingly simple question mirrored my own thoughts as I have been writing these essays. How did I do it? Well, I wasn’t alone, never alone. Many people, knowingly and unknowingly, helped me pick up my [...]
