"No Boundaries"
I re-watched Michael J Fox's Still earlier this evening, and his no-boundaries story about the two-year-old Mike reminded me of my own story. The two-year-old Greg (or maybe three) did not run out the front door, like Mr. Fox. Mom had some shopping to do, so put me in the car and took me with her. My little brother was still a year or two away from entering this world, and my big brother must have been in school that day. So little Greg got to go to the department store. I loved exploring, and I loved going inside things--things like a cardboard box fort built for us by my Dad, or in later years a cave or old building. In this particular case, what was available was a circular clothing rack at the White Store in De Pere, WI. I ducked under the shirts or pants, or whatever garments were hangng there, and I played. After a while--I have no idea how long--I decided to go find Mom and see what she was doing. I wandered around the store a while but could not find her. I did no...