I Refuse—and So Should We All

I Refuse—and So Should We All

Republished with permission from Lucian K. Truscott IV There is a house that was built around the turn of the century—20th, that is—just off the corner of 3rd Street at the end of our block. It has a tall privet hedge guarding its northern flank, and from behind that hedge tonight as I walked our dog Ruby, I heard the voices of small children who, I would guess based on some experience in these matters, were about five or six years old. The voic…