It was the first day of second grade and Billy Miller was worried. He was worried that he wouldn't be smart enough for school this year. There was a reason he was worried. Two weeks earlier on their drive home from visiting Mount Rushmore and the Black Hills of South Dakota, Billy Miller and his family stopped in Blue Earth, Minnesota, to see the statue of the Jolly Green Giant. Billy instantly recognized the Giant from the labels of canned and frozen vegetables. The statue was spectacular--so tall, and the greenest green Billy had ever seen. ....A sudden gust hit, and Billy's cap sailed away. Without thinking, Billy stepped onto the guardrail and reached....He fell to the pavement below.... It's always a pleasure to recommend Kevin Henkes's "The Year of Billy Miller," a book for kids. Writers tend to have go-to subjects. Colette was fixated on love and desire. Poe had his ghouls and his dead bodies. Kevin Henkes is the poet of anxiety. I guess that...