Something funny happened when I was at the park with my son the other day. It wasn't "Ha Ha" funny, more like funny business. OK, drug business. Which isn't really funny at all.
It was a sunny afternoon, and we had just killed about 45 minutes while waiting for big sister to finish her ukulele class. I was feeling happy that we had found a new little neighborhood park close to her school.
And maybe that's enough.
Are there drugs in this community? Yes. Is it a problem? Yes. Is it everywhere? Is it hopeless? Should we all lock our kids up and never let them outside? No, no and no.