Dear Readers,

Books are magical things. I’m reading a novel about a black girl who grew up in Brooklyn in the 1970s. And even though I’m a white guy who grew up in a tiny town in Wyoming in the 1990s, I feel like I am in the book.

That’s what books do. They allow you to empathize with and understand people, places, and times that you never could have imagined. And in all of your travels through books, you usually find that one spark that unites people everywhere.

So as you read today, look for that spark.

Sincerely,

Mr. Heimbuck