Last week, I achieved parental nirvana. It was 7:30 a.m. on a Monday. I asked my kids if they had their lunches and walkie-talkies. Then I opened the front door and kissed them goodbye….
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My Black Stepson Became A White Chauvinist
My stepson hasn’t died, but we have lost him all the same. No one has brought us any casseroles. He came close to dying, actually, last summer, when he accidentally discharged a…