Guest columnist: Wake up, America

Born in the early 60s and growing up in mid America through the 70s, and 80s was a wonderful thing. I never really thought of just how blessed I was at the time.
Summers in Kentucky leaving the house mid-morning, rounding up the neighborhood friends, playing, exploring and sometimes fighting, forgetting our disagreements by the end of the day. It didn’t matter whose house we were near; the closest mother would provide Kool Aid and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches around lunchtime. Our moms n