A Day No Pigs would WHAT?

It happened again this week.

I was on the treadmill at the gym (not a common occurence), talking to a couple of friends(not a common occurence).

And I threw “A Day No Pigs Would Die” into the conversation. Which, because of it’s familiarity to myself, I pronounce “Daynopigswoulddie.”

Of course, it turned out that neither had read the book. Yet, for some reason I always assume that everyone has read the book. They should, there’s no doubt about that. If I was ranking the great American novels, I would easily put it ahead of Gatsby and Huck Finn. Of course, it’s not exactly a novel, but it is Great and wholly American.

I hesitate to say that it should be mandatory reading in school, because then millions of kids would flip through it, answer a worksheet full of questions, hate it and then never go near it again because they “already read it.” (Unless they had a great teacher, of course.)

But somewhere along the line, everybody needs to read it. This is the story of America, rough and raw and inspiring. It’s about poverty, hard work and the barbarity of life before everything became as easy as sliding a credit card through the Wal-Mart card reader.

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