We humans are herd animals. It's easy to flow with the wave of opinions, after all we like being accepted by our tribes. It becomes easy to judge others, point out their flaws and look our noses down upon them. Then, in the quiet of...
At 7 his mother died, his father had another woman and didn't want him and so he was
sent to live with an aunt & uncle who didn't want him, either. The aunt & uncle made
him sleep on their back porch and pluck chickens for that space and meals.