Jan 19, 2022
This hits home. In 2070, my son will be 73 years old. He lives in downtown LA right now (he went to school at USC). I fear for his future and the future of our grandchildren.
Written by John Egelkrout
I am a sanity-curious former teacher who writes about politics, social issues, memoirs, and a variety of other topics. You can also follow me on Substack.