I don't despair about kids todaySometimes when I'm flying from one speaking engagement to another, Ifind myself lucky when sitting next to someone who's quite talkative. Thisis often a pleasant experience for me because I'm an inveterate people-watcher.I've heard stories of sadness, delight, fear, rivals and many otherinterestingstories.Sad to say, there are times when I'm sitting next to someone who justwants to vent his spleen on a captive audience for 600 miles. It was one ofthose days. I settled in, resignedly, as my seatmate began his disquisitiononthe terrriblestate of the world with, "You know, kids today are..." He went on andon, sharing vague notions of the terrible state of teens and young adults,based on watching the six o'clock news rather selectively.I gratefully disembarked the plane and bought a local paper on the way tothe hotel. There, on an inside page, was an article that I believe ought tohave been the front-page headline news.The article wrote about a 15-year- old boy with a brain tumor. He wasundergoing radiation and chemotherapy treatments. As a result of thosetreatments, he had lost all of his hair. I remember how I would have feltabout that at his age - I would have been mortified!This young man's classmates spontaneously came to the rescue: all theboys in his grade asked their family if they could shave their heads so thatBrian wouldn't be the only bald boy in the high school. There, on that page,was a photograph ofa mother shaving off all ofher son's hair, with the familylooking on approvingly.No, I don't despair about kids today.- Hanoch McCarty
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