[In honor of Throwback Thursdays I'm posting this piece from 2005, originally published in the Sun Chronicle.]
I know what they say about respecting your elders and obeying your parents and all, but to tell you the truth, I spent the better part of my formative years snickering at most of my mom’s advice. What she thought of as safety and caution I viewed as the beginnings of full-blown paranoia.
I didn’t see the need to slather on sunblock before going outside.
I laughed when she clutched her purse close to her side at malls, fearful of some thief lurking in the shadows.
And I was puzzled when she locked the deadbolts on all of our doors; we lived in a town where the most newsworthy event was a raccoon getting into the garbage. Continue reading





