All Greek To Me

When I was a freshman at Notre Dame High School for Boys, outside of Chicago, now Notre Dame College Prep, none of my surviving classmates ever heard the term Prep, I was taking Latin, from the greats Mr. Bartos and Father O’Neill, which I still am taking from them,  my First and Third Latin books before me.

Now I stare at various devices and am bewildered.

 I knew “amo amas amat, amamus amatis amant”.  Because I had a book by which I was instructed.  And I knew it meant various forms of love, which I live by to this day.

Now, I click one of these devices when I am completely lost and it says Customize Toolbar. Dear Reader, I don’t know what or where the Toolbar is.  And if I did, I wouldn’t have the foggiest as to how to customize it.  Is that like we did with ‘56 Chevies?

How am I suppose to know this stuff?  I know, what little I do, from my daughter.

But where is the manual?  How do I remember that “r, ris, tur, mur, mini, ntur” is the passive voice?  It is on my table.  And I will study it tomorrow.  And will the customizers of the toolbars remember anything at all?

Lonnie Carter is a playwright, Obie winner and his signature play is “The Sovereign State of Boogedy Boogedy.”