"Our town was rigid in many ways, in terms of the uniformity of
things, the colors of skin, the makes of cars, the lushness of the
lawns, but on top of that it was sort of a blank canvas so--and
again, I guess this is true of any child--I was ready to quickly
accept the sudden and total substitutions of all I knew to be true."
(from "A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius," 2000)