Childhood Memories, Life Adventures, Philosophy, Society

Never Be Afraid of a Bully

When I was a child, my adoptive father would always joke with me, telling me that he and my adoptive mom picked me out from a room of babies. "I want the curly-headed one over there," he told me he said to the nurses. For years, I happily believed this story of my beginnings. When… Continue reading Never Be Afraid of a Bully

Childhood Memories, Life Adventures, Philosophy, Society

We must not Stand Silently

Sometimes a seemingly insignificant event in one's life may later turn out to change that person forever. That person was me. When I was a teenager I took my girlfriend to the fair with friends. An elderly lady was caught in a bustling strip of rides and fairgoers and was knocked down by some running… Continue reading We must not Stand Silently