My parents have given me so much; it's now time to start giving back to them. I'm referring to guilt in this case. Specifically, guilt about not living up to one's potential, about not keeping up with the Joneses' children, about not providing ammunition for bragging rights over...
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Back in 1990, while working as an assistant at a film production company, my daily mail chores acquainted me with the postal worker across the street. One Friday, as we said our goodbyes, I said, "See you Monday," when she corrected me: Monday was Martin Luther King Jr. Day.