Saturday, December 15, 2012
Some of the people who matter most to me in
this world are teachers. My wife, for about 30 years now; my oldest son
and his wife and my other son's longtime girlfriend, each for less than a
year. My daughter expects to be working in schools one day as a speech
pathologist. And when we gather over the holidays, I'll be grilling all
of them to make sure they have a plan for protecting themselves and
their students in the event a gunman is roaming their school. Next time
I'm in their classrooms, I'll make them show me exactly what they have
in mind. That's pretty effing crazy, isn't it?
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