My bride, Mizz Nancy, and I live near four of our grandchildren in California and get to watch their activities. We went to our first-grader Bellamy’s assembly at school where she received an award for acceptance. This child loves everyone and demonstrates God's love to all around her... I am going to run her for mayor. I looked out over Bellamy’s gym and saw row after row of elementary school boys and had flashbacks to my days in the primary grades. My teachers would have worked to keep the boys separate, because little boys can be troublesome and nasty. We had one particular desperado who I recall was named Stanley. He was in my 2nd grade class in Sherman, Texas and was one of the most confident, self-assured people I have ever met. Stanley ALWAYS wore cowboy boots. When it was warm he would wear them with shorts and when it got cold, he would tuck his jeans into the tops. Nothing… no teacher, parent or older student concerned Stanley.