Are We Raising Our Young People To Be Entitled?

But I Still Love their Entitled Selves!

Me and my son and great-nephew

I just celebrated my sixty-second birthday. I have nothing to complain about, but sometimes I do anyway.

Growing up, I had some wonderful aunts. When I was a child, I couldn’t wait to see them when we visited my mother’s home state of Tennessee. It was only after I became an adult that I…