Back when I was an editorial assistant at Macmillan, I was lucky enough to work with other editorial assistants (in both adult and children’s) in a long, thin, dark, dusty hallway. We saved our pennies and ate together—pea soup at a diner on Second Avenue—as often as possible, and we also walked barefoot across the Brooklyn Bridge through driving rain, sleet, and snow wearing bargain tube socks on our hands as protection against the blustery wind in order to get to work and serve our respective editors. We’ve since scattered far and wide. But every once in a while, I hear from one of those editorial assistants, and such was the case on Friday. This is what he wants me to do. Spread the word!