When I'm driving here I see a sign that says, CAUTION: SMALL CHILDREN PLAYING. I slow down, and then it occurs to me: I'm not afraid of small children.

The cars rushing below knew nothing. People in cars weren't New Yorkers anyway, they'd suffered some basic misunderstanding. The two boys on the walkway, apparently standing still they were moving faster than the cars.
Nineteen seventy-five.

The children of warriors in our country learn the grace and caution that come from a permanent sense of estrangement.

It's a very generous grant. We figure that for the 167 children we sign up, they'll subsidize 833 more.

Out of consideration for his children, which, as always, remains his paramount concern, he is not going to discuss this publicly.

How can that be if both parents were awarded custody of their children?