by Charles C.
When I was 39, the President of the United States asked me to serve as his special counsel.
It was one of the most powerful positions in the world. Every day, National Security Adviser Henry Kissinger walked into our briefing sessions with a worried look on this face and said, ‘The decision we are [...]

I was 46 years old when I met my mom.
I always knew I was adopted. My adopted parents were great to me and I never felt the need to find out who my birth parents were.
But this all changed when I got a phone call in winter 2001 from the Children’s Aid Society. The lady [...]

Embarrassment. Shame.  Disgust.  These ugly words don’t begin to describe the horror of what it felt like to be beat up as a 14 year old. I can still remember my classmates gathered around cheering for the ones delivering the powerful blows.  As the beatings continued, I looked for a place deep within myself [...]