That is where most of us fall down, or “fail,” one of my mother’s favorite F-words — “Flunk” and “Fail,” were words she loved to apply to me besides “fault.” After all, it was always the “fault” of some child in the house when things went awry. There were no adults to rise above anything, just those terrible “failures” along the way to embarrass parents.
So if I don’t play the part that I was type-cast to be, or “flunking,” then guess what? People assume that I am a regular person without a blinking “stupid” sign on my head! Imagine that!…
