One Good Thing:

The return of the school bus is making me almost too happy

I have a thing about school buses. For years, I’ve been chronicling the passage of the 8:10 school bus as it rumbles through town.

I rode the bus until my last day as a senior in high school. My bus route ran through the hills before descending into the village to pick me up. I rode with fellow farmers, nerds, stoners, hicks, gear heads, and players of…