[D]ealing with growing children is like being in a batting cage with ball after ball being thrown at you. You hit the balls you can. Amazingly, the score gets kept for a very long time.
Allen Shawn, Wish I Could Be There: Notes from a Phobic Life (New York: Penguin, 2007), 197
"[O]ur past inside us"
Reliving our learning
Sunday, June 15, 2008
By Michael Leddy at 12:03 AM