'Your papers, please' must never be heard in America
A while back, I attended the homecoming game between Collegiate and St. Christopher's, two prep schools in the Richmond, Va., area. For the most part, the parents in the football stands were well-to-do professionals, executives and business owners who could afford to pay stiff private school tuition. Midway through the game, my daughter articulated a thought that had been coalescing in my own head: "It's amazing. There aren't any fat people here."
