The thing of which I’m most proud is the fact the four kids we’ ve been blessed to raise, have turned out to be well adjusted, kind, happy, and just good people. This isn ’t to say that we haven’t had so me dire worries, issues and concerns over the years. Those crazy early years – most of the 80’s is just a a blur of sleepless nights, changing diapers, cleaning up poop and vomit messes at all hours of the day and night in cars, beds and cribs, and if we’re lucky, outside somewhere. (We us ed to have a dog that would lick up vom it with relish the moment it hit the ground. I’m not really fond of dogs, but they do serve some useful purposes. They're really good at cleaning the floors under the tab le too.) John was often a teacher at the same school the kids attended, but that didn ’t mean they got any favors or special treatment – at least by him. The worst of this is that, any time any of the kids acted up or did anything slightly naughty, John usually found out bef...
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