purdy elementary, spruce quad, 1992

During Show and Tell in 3rd grade, my friend Mandy got up to talk about her new horse. Mandy's birthday was three days after mine (Cory Brickman's was three days before), we rode the same school bus, and she always had dirt under her fingernails.
"I'm getting a new horse this week," she announced. "It's either going to be pitch black, pitch white, or pitch brown. I'm still deciding."
She sat down.
I didn't know if "pitch white" and "pitch brown" were colors or superlatives.