At the age of thirty, I find myself saying things that I really hated my own father saying to me when I was a kid. I’ve experienced firsthand the hilarious truth of Mark Twain’s reflection on his own father: “When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven...
We’re All Rebels, So What Are You Rebelling Against?
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