No matter how long I’ve been a parent, I’m still capable of being astonished by my own adult children. And let nobody tell you that “adult children,” that ultimate oxymoron, aren’t still works in progress.
Fractured shins, a torn ACL and multiple shoulder surgeries. Sprained ankles, a broken foot and mononucleosis. Suffice to say, the six senior captains for the Nazareth Academy soccer team have experienced it all together, from the highest peaks to the lowest valleys.
Maybe a gamer was channeling his inner Grand Theft Auto when he smashed a window of an unattended car on the edge of Pennypack Park on Sept. 24. Or maybe he just wanted a new Xbox, but couldn’t afford one.