THEY’RE YOUR KIDS, NOT YOUR FRIENDS
A cranky old lady once told me kids weren't my friends. I wondered just what was wrong with her thinking. She had passed away by the time an editor asked me if I had any suggestions for my book title.…
A cranky old lady once told me kids weren't my friends. I wondered just what was wrong with her thinking. She had passed away by the time an editor asked me if I had any suggestions for my book title.…
“Well!” exhaled the black lady in front of me in line at the post office.“I’m just tired of S--t”, she went on to complain.As I see life, it’s our personal responsibility to reach out to a fellow sufferer, and so…
Juan Martinez, the prosecutor in the Jodi Arias murder trial, ought to be seen as a role model for every home in America where parents are raising children. “He don’t take no stuff,” remarked the young adult in my household…