I grew up in upstate New York. I was a late talker and couldn't read until fourth grade. It turns out I was dyslexic, but my school didn't know much about this condition in the 1970s. I went to a learning center after school, which I resented terribly. I only settled down when my parents promised me a Snickers bar and a grape soda after each session.
Having dyslexia had a big impact on me socially, and it was a challenge to navigate the academic world. Still, I spent my last two years of high school at Phillips Academy in Andover, Mass., graduated magna cum laude from Brown University in 1990, took a year off after my freshman year in college to travel around East Africa, graduated magna cum laude from Harvard Law School and earned a masters degree in French and international tax law from The Sorbonne. If you have dyslexia, your brain is hard wired a certain way. You learn to think your way through it, although it still catches me. For example, I might say Hill and Billary instead of Bill and Hillary.
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