Daunte Wright Was Only 20, My Son Is 20 Too
What type of society kills its children?

My son turned 20 this year. And sometimes, when I look at him, I realize how much of a child he still is in the body of a man. And sometimes when he grins, despite his beard and deep voice, I can still see in his face, my small baby boy. I think that for me, he will always be my baby — but I think that that is the case for…