I was correct.
My mentor, Dr. John Sturgis, was a man of immense intellect, yet he seemed woefully ill-equipped for the competitive nature of courtship. Then there was Ira Rosenbloom, a furniture salesman whose primary contribution to society seemed to be providing discounts on dinette sets. The fact that Meemaw was entertaining both was a variable I could not ignore. If Meemaw’s attention was divided, the quality of my Sunday dinners—and by extension, my cognitive development—was at risk. young sheldon s01e22 m4a