Water Fountains

Not long ago, I was taking questions after a school performance of my solo play. I was asked, “What is your proudest personal moment?” I thought about it and replied, “Being able to witness the birth of my son.” There was a large general response of “Ahhh…” from the audience. Then a rapid succession of questions: “What is your son’s name?” “Abner David Harrell, IV” (poor kid) “Does your son have a hand like yours?” “No, my son was born with both his hands.” “Are you happy your son will not have the same challenges as you because he has two hands?” “Um….” I wasn’t sure how to answer that… read more →