I had to live with being harnessed as a little boy. That was in the 70’s. Sure there were comments made time to time….however awkward they made my mother or me feel(I don’t even remember) was and is still secondary; those commenting we’re in my humbled opinion like onlookers peering in through the glass window of our lives…they knew nothing about us. If they had,I am sure they may have agreed. See I was in my own words a holy terror of a child. My mother did love me. She did the best she knew at her tender age. I was no easy child to guide or help manage of his behaviours and constant penchant for destructive outbursts if I was not rewarded with my demands for whatever candy or toy I desired at the time. I refused to listen to reason as well or I structions or rules. I ran from the moment I could walk. Sadly looking back I wish she hadn’t given in to the comments and continued to use that harness to help me. I suffered and so did many other people after that. For many years(I am 42now And just became a father). Will I purchase a harness for the safety and learni g guidance of my little boy when his turn to learn rules guidance and how to walk and how to listen as well? I don’t know yet but I won’t rule it out. I also will not succumb to the cajoling criticisms of passing strangers that is for sure.

Thanks for sharing your story. I am sorry I didn’t read too far back just the above piece so I am making no judgements on either pArty, instead I’ve harnessed them!