The back and forth about the Covington young men in the MAGA hats left me tongue tied - for a moment. I couldn’t really understand how anyone could see that video differently than I do. Then Ron started to tell a story at kids, and I got some perspective.
Recently I overheard my husband telling a story to a group of friends. He recounted specific details, painted a vivid picture. You could really feel his involvement. He was successfully building up to the punchline. There was only one problem.
“Honey,” I reminded him, “that’s my story. You weren’t even there.”