It’s hard to be tolerant of all the intolerance

The world is changing . . . and not for the better.

My kids recently found some of my old yearbooks from when I was in school. They enjoyed thumbing through the books and trying to find me.

I’ll admit, it brings back good memories. Friends I have not seen in years, some I will never see again.

Life was simpler when I was in school. Shoot, life was simpler 10 years ago.

Kimberly and I were watching a m…