The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep.
-- ROBERT FROST, "STOPPING By WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING"
It was very sad, he thought. The things men carried inside. The things men did or felt they had to do.
-- Tim O'BRIEN, "THE THINGS THEY CARRIED"
South Side High is one of those post- World War II schools built originally for around a thousand students. Times have changed. If you are one of the two thousand or so attending South Side these days, you can forget finding a parking place if you're late. You can hardly even walk down a corridor without bumping into somebody. And every semester you take classes where there are other students you never saw before, and there are teachers who do not recognize you.
It isn't surprising, then, that Miles didn't know the name of the student whose locker was three over from his own. Perhaps he could have picked