Saint Mel: Patron of Bookish shut-ins and Autodidacts

Mel was a teacher.  He taught cheerfully and expansively to rooms full of petulant, hormonal, distracted college students for year after year after year.  Nevertheless, Mel unaccountably kept up his youthful charm and enthusiasm for his subjects right up to the time when he was on the cusp of retiring.  It was then that the Fifth Dentist must have stubbed his toe or slipped in the bathtub or something because he threw into Mel’s path a student who was not only not petulant and distracted, but completely stable -hormonally speaking –  and inexplicably drawn to the heretical task of systematically reading textbooks of all sorts, all by herself at home, with the Continue reading