This editorial received so many positive comments when it aired several months ago, that I decided to repeat it. It's about the drug problem I had growing up.
As a youngster, I was drug to family reunions and on family vacations. I was drug to the kitchen to do the dishes after dinner or to the laundry room to fold laundry.
My parents drug me to church on Sundays and then over to Grandma's for dinner after.
I was drug by my ears when disrespectful to adults or to the bathroom sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a naughty word.
was drug to my room to complete my homework, and drug off the playground if I brought home a bad report card.
Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my daily behavior, thoughts and beliefs. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin; and, if more of our children had this kind of drug problem today, our society might be in better shape.
God bless the parents who drugged us.
That's my perspective.
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