“I can't watch,” I said, going into the kitchen. I could still hear the television from there.There was an incomplete pass, then another. The anno...ncers said only a few seconds left. A sack would end the game. Then there was a roar from the crowd, then silence... then an even louder roar. The announcers were saying it was unbelievable.I came out of the kitchen. Johnny was on the floor staring at the screen; Damien was shaking his head. The play repeated. The quarterback was nearly sacked but. I lay Lily on a bed in a spare bedroom. I kiss her forehead and whisper, "I will leave the door open. There is a small light on in the hall. Our bedroom is right next to yours. If you need anything we are here."Lily nods. Kelley and I go to our bedroom, leaving the door ajar.Late that night Lily climbs into our bed between Kelley and me.Lily sighs, "Uncle Gary, I can't sleep."I am not sure what I mumble as I kiss the back of her head. Lily drapes my arm over her hip and places my hand on her. .." She, she, she. Christ Doris I should have taken her over my knee right then and whipped her butt, dressed like some kind of a whore and as for you... well you know what to do, don't you? Assume the position" Please Jack, not now, not again. I'm still sore from the last time."I heard a slap and then whining and a rustling of clothes. Worried that my father's legendary temper had gotten away from him and that he was actually abusing my mother I eased down the stairs, ready to step in and help. Their negative response to their Program experience caused a crisis of confidence in at least two of the more ardent Program supporters among our faculty. Ms. Prothrow, in particular, complained that it tore her up inside to watch John's reactions in her class, during and after that week. Many of their other teachers expressed distress at their reaction, as well. They commented that they seemed more withdrawn both in class and outside the classroom, and more socially disconnected and shy than.