It was Saturday afternoon and I was pleased to be arriving home early after being told to expect a late night and was expecting the house to be as clean as my pressed white dress shirt. Megan had canceled plans to at long last clean up the mess she had made over a two week period. I entered the back...

It started as a typical Thursday afternoon Jr. Varsity football practice. The 9th grade boys were undergoing grueling contact drills in practice uniforms- shoulder pads, helmets, tight calf-length tight, shiny pants over long white socks, and cleats. Several of the boys noticed that their principal,...