They act up in me. Dorse, Faroux, and Jenson: figures from the boarding schools I was sent to, memory’s parents from my displaced homes. The names are listed on my letterhead, as on a firm’s.
I don’t invent them. Dorse was founder and headmaster of Hopi Nation, which I went to for four years. He has a public record, as well as his part in me. In high school, which came next, M. Faroux taught French, was a bitter exile from his native place, tried to enlist some of us as partisans to his lost culture. Jonathan Jenson was the faculty presence on Senior Row at the same school. We older boys lived there, as far as could be from the dorm with girls. Jenson taught higher math, had elegant degrees, and was mentioned in the brochure as an honor to the institution.
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