Most days I am charmed to death and encouraged by the young. But far too often I worry about what is going to become of too many of the ‘lucky’.
A very long time ago, when I was still married, a friend was over and opened my fridge to get a beer.
Inside was a can of that really foul (fake) whip cream that my kids sometimes beg me to buy.
The friend said Look at you! So wild!