“Why” is the question… “What” is the answer…

 When my daughter was about 5 years old, we stopped into a fast food place. Next to us in line was a young guy, early 20's, leathered up with a spikey mohawk.  To see that now is no big deal - I see 8 year olds sporting the Do, but then it was pretty risque'. Anyway, …

Life Lessons From Saturday Morning Cartoons…

When I was a kid (ok, even as an adult), there was something that I always looked forward to. And not just me - every kid in the neighborhood, or dare I say, in the country. Yes, you know it: Saturday morning cartoons. Getting up for school was a chore, but Saturday... ah, Saturday. I …