July 11th marks the 50th anniversary of the book “To Kill a Mockingbird.” Did you have to read it in school? I did and I didn’t fall in love with it until I was a few years older and re-read it because I wanted to. The lyricism of the words, the description of the small, Southern town and the characters drew me in like a fly to honey. I grew up in the South and felt a kinship with some of the people and wished I had been able to know others. And I am very sorry to say that I did know a few people who bore more than a passing resemblence to a few less than savory characters.
I got to thinking about Atticus Finch, Scout’s father in the book, the other day. And I realized that there was much to learn about parenting from Atticus and some of the folks who inhabited that world. (more…)




