I got back to the dorm around four o’clock. The boring Physics I class that I’d been putting off for two years was doing me in. It was a requirement for graduation from Hylock State College and this was now my junior year. So that explains why my head felt like an old sponge, all soggy and limp, coming back to my room.
Everything else about the school has been great, though. Greg Williams, my roommate, the first black guy I ever met, ever rapped with and ever fucked with. A kid from a small town in Pennsylvania Dutch country doesn’t get much chance to make it with guys, and never with black guys. I’m tall, blond, the real German athlete type from highschool football and summers working on my uncle’s farm. My hair is blond and straight. My eyes are blue. And the first day Greg walked into the dorm room where we were set to share our...