Years ago, when I was a younger person considering the options of the life before me, I recall talking with my dad about how intimidating the future seemed. At the time, the economy was teetering on a precipice, the arms race with the Soviet Union was in full throttle, and I said there was no way I would ever feel good about bringing children into the world. He laughed. “Robin,” he said, “when I was born, all of my uncles were fighting in World War II. When I started ...
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