Warm Fuzzies

When I was in 4th grade, my class went through a careful, deliberate, rigidly enforcedĀ process of loving each other. Such was the climate in the mid-1970s, an era when feeling groovy was a cultural mandate. At some point during 4th grade, our teacher, Mrs. Ring, talked to us about the notionĀ that “sharing is love.” In […]

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