Confession is good for the Soul… but not Social Media -Friday, February 8, 2019
I was raised in Louisville, Kentucky. My father and mother were socially progressive for their time. One was never allowed to use a racial epithet. My father, a state Senator, sponsored or co-sponsored legislation to advance civil rights and the environment. When I went to Columbia University as an undergraduate, I had no problem adapting to the liberal social environment. New York City in the late 1970s and early 1980s was an exciting brew of cultures.