As a teenage busboy, Bobby Stuckey had aspirations of writing a book about wine. Red wine in particular. He credits his mother, who ran a catering company and let him sip vino at the dinner table for inspiration. But when he proposed the idea after failing out of his Jesuit high school in Arizona, she told him to cool his jets.
“‘You can barely write your name. So let’s just get done with high school before you’re telling me what books you’re going to write,’” he recalled her telling him.
Stuckey might have been sour grapes when it came to traditional academics, but he has excelled in matters of the fruit of the vine…