Editor:
I will start this off with my family. There are four; two sons, two daughters. They grew up with responsibilities, clean their rooms, do dishes, take out the garbage, respect, honor and choices.
They would bring home their friends, most of whom called us Mom and Dad. One still does.
My daughter’s friend was at our home, I asked my daughter, “How was her day?” The friend had never been asked that. I had…