Rite of Passage In Bali, it’s the filing of the canines to limit boys’ wild adolescence. Among Cameroon’s Baka Pygmies it’s the Spirit of the Forest killing boys to be reborn as men. And in rural Illinois, 1964, the May grass green, resilient as Astro Turf, it’s initiation into the fraternity of boys-who-mow. My turn now to untangle the Craftsman from the rakes and bikes, top it off with the dregs of last year’s gasoline, find my chest exceeds the...
