FRC Weekly Articles

On being Dad

04/01/2023
Anonymous

A tall man, stocky, dressed in work clothes, accompanied a woman across the school parking lot to the door from which the “walkers” would exit shortly. They talked while they waited. And then a little girl stepped from the school into the afternoon. The teacher pointed to the right.

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Everyone has a vested interest

03/25/2023
Cathy Brownfield

It isn’t really hard to see some things, like why children and youth spend so much time on the Internet. Look around the room. What is everyone doing? At home, at a restaurant? When you have a family gathering, are cell phones collected and put in a basket to be retrieved on your way out the door again after the gathering, like collecting everyone’s car keys when they arrive at your house for a party that will include alcohol beverages? Maybe it should be a thing to do when everyone gets home from work and school at the end of the day.

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Everyone has a vested interest

03/25/2023
Cathy Brownfield

It isn’t really hard to see some things, like why children and youth spend so much time on the Internet. Look around the room. What is everyone doing? At home, at a restaurant? When you have a family gathering, are cell phones collected and put in a basket to be retrieved on your way out the door again after the gathering, like collecting everyone’s car keys when they arrive at your house for a party that will include alcohol beverages? Maybe it should be a thing to do when everyone gets home from work and school at the end of the day.

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How is your working mom?

03/11/2023
Cathy Brownfield

Back in 1999 I was working full time. I truly enjoyed my job. I honed my writing skills there, and my editing skills. I was afforded opportunities to meet people, write their stories and see them published in the newspapers for whom I worked.

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Human trafficking has many faces

02/25/2023
Cathy Brownfield

I was visiting my two youngest daughters when they lived in North Carolina a few years ago. As I walked through the local Wally-World I was approached by a young man. He was a stranger to me, and I have no idea to this day why he chose to strike up a conversation with me. He told me he had written a book. I was immediately interested in what he had to say, though I will tell you that it was not what I might have expected. He said he would go to his car and get a copy of it for me, which he did. I asked him to autograph it for me. He said he would give it to me only if I shared it with others.

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