“I found out I had dyslexia when I was in the second grade. My brother had it, too, so that made it easier to diagnose. I had to go to a different school, a public school, for my English class, and then back to the parochial school for the rest of the classes. I was already bigger than everybody, so that made me stand out that much more.
“I was a big target for bullies. I can’t even remember all the names people gave me then. I think your mind wants to block it out. I can’t pick out a particular incident when I got teased, but yet there’s something in my mind that tells me, ‘Yeah, Steve, you’ve been teased before.’
