A cry of rebellion has permeated the emails flashing back and forth among the newer residents of the retirement center where I live.  As might be expected, the complaints are about the food.  It’s too salty, the meat’s too stringy, the variety too meager and worst of all, the pr

When I was in high school, I had a math teacher who had a pet phrase: “Your freedom stops where my chin begins.” I always thought it was a good measure of personal rights. I am allowed to do as I choose as long as what I choose affects only me. In all other cases, my conduct must