tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6765035820534347971.post5079537470083138559..comments2013-01-06T22:54:52.901+09:00Comments on inside E's head: No one ever told me.E.M. Abelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01489704578561802176noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6765035820534347971.post-77266410592012595192009-07-22T14:19:44.739+09:002009-07-22T14:19:44.739+09:00It makes you think how we, as kids, unknowingly tr...It makes you think how we, as kids, unknowingly treated our parents. I remember vividly one summer day my brother and I were fighting one afternoon. I was chasing him around the house and though he was always stronger, I was always faster. I caught up to him and shoved him just enough that he missed the doorway and crashed right into the wall. The sheet rock was crushed in a big oval. We knew right then we were in big trouble. When my Dad got home from work he had to see it and them discipline us both. I think back and wonder how awful he must've felt to come home from a hard day's work to find out that his two sons can't even get along. Fortunately my brother and I turned out to be best friends but I really wish I could go back to days like that and tell him how much we loved him.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03308303519972454490noreply@blogger.com