I’ll never forget the very moment my heart was forever broken. His eyes are what I remember the most. They were soft and beautiful. Innocent as a baby deer. Cute little puffy cheeks. His voice still rings so clearly in my mind. He was only six years old. He was my son....

With all the latest going on concerning abuse, I thought I’d take a moment and share this.

I grew up in the deep south of Natchez, MS. Whippings were a way of life for every family. I’ve been whipped by my uncle, grandmother, and mother. I’ve been whipped with switche...

Ladies and gentlemen, we’re living in a new era now. We’re seeing and experiencing things that we never could’ve imagined just 20 years ago. A sense of helplessness and despair is in the air. Our children speak a completely different language. So many lost souls roam...