John VanSickle wrote:
> Jim Charter wrote:
> 
>> Today, this man comes into class devastated.  On Thursday last, his 
>> son was out with a group of kids drinking and driving.  His son is now 
>> in the hospital brain dead. His son was a passenger in the car.
> 
> 
> The chickens have come home to roost,
> 
>   or
> 
> God's patience is not infinite.
> 

Hard not to see it that way.


And, of course,..."there are eight million stories in the naked city"

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