Someone had to do something. The obnoxious laughing, the cussing was too much. My brother’s 13-year-old daughter looked back from her seat in front of us. She could hear the heckling just like everyone else crowded around us, and she was afraid. Her wide eyes gave...
My brother and I weren’t ready for it. Who would be? We were at a Christian concert for crying out loud. And the band performed right after a Rockies game. Nothing bad can happen at a Rockies game—right? Months before, my son suggested we go to the game on “Faith...
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