Celebrating the Unpopular Arts
 

Greg, My Nerd-Dad

This is a story about a person who never gave up on me, and I am a better person because of him.
It was the sixth gradeā€¦ 2000? I believe? Iā€™ve gotten to that point in my life where Greg would tell me you stop caring or counting, the years just happen. My school handed out flyers for after school clubs and I was determined to find ā€œthe one.ā€ I had just started drawing, but my sixth grade brain told me that I was excelling, I was the best, and when I saw Cartooning Club, my little ego went: ā€œbingo.ā€ The classroom the club was held in was in the basement of the school, the woodshop room. Directly to my left, as I walked in the door, I heard: ā€œWelcome.ā€ There was Greg.

Adventures in the 700 Section

From about age 12 to 15, almost all of my pop culture itches were scratched at the Torrance Public Library. Where Greg Hatcher steeped himself in genre fiction, I was all about the nonfiction; the people, the history, the methods. We were both trying to escape, but while Greg was escaping into fictional worlds, I was trying to escape into a different real world, become a different person, and I knew that the tools to do that would be found almost entirely in the 700 section.