A couple of years ago, Becca and I had a college friend over for dinner. Hadn't seen him for years. An engineer and a gentleman. We had a great time catching up, and inevitably he asked about my work.
He listened thoughtfully as I filled him in on the nonreligious parenting book I'd just released, nodding his head, occasionally making a supportive sound or saying "Wow, that's really great stuff you're doing." But I could tell there was something left… Continue