I have to admit that my above comment "I’m not big into volunteering. " is a pie in the sky, lalalala, kumbaya comment. I really don't have the right to say what I said. I don't have kids so I don't know how hard it would be to raise my own & reach around & grab one more up with me. I was at a coworkers house. They had a young boy. The boy passed gas out loud & the mother got up & kicked him & yelled at him. He was a very creative drawer. I made a point to tell him this & that he was a really nice kid & to never forget that he is good boy & loved & that he is talented. I told him this & no matter what his mom did to him to remember what I said. His father was sitting right there & didn't say a thing. He was an officer in the Air Force. I sometimes wish I had slapped the shit out of her & taken her boy by the hand & home with me. I don't know whatever happened to him & I do think of him sometimes.  I'm hoping that I made an impact on his life. Sometimes simple is the best we can do.