News Unplugged


Very late one night last week our bedroom door flew open and the lights went on. My wife will tell you I’m usually not very alert in the middle of the night. But this time she was the one whose head never left the pillow, as I shot up in bed. There, standing at the foot of the bed, was one of our boys. And Jacob was visibly distraught. Me: “What!” Jacob:… Read More

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