I would like to start this post by saying it is not intended to spark any political arguments. Being a good human is a trait that should span any and every party line. Only two people know what truly happened on the evening in question in 1982, and I do not claim to be one of them.
“Be a good man.”
This simple phrase is one my husband has been repeating to our son since he could understand the words. Henry, now age (almost) 4, knows what it takes to be a good man at the very basic level. It started simply: holding doors for people, letting his sister go first, being a good sharer and a kind friend. Over time, it has grown as he has: stopping when someone asks him to the first time, apologizing when he is in the wrong, using words instead of force, accepting punishment for his actions when necessary.