The Ruler From 1990: How My Tough Love Drowned My Son

They had a paper sign taped to the glass doors in crooked letters:

GRIEF GROUP — MONDAYS — 6:30 PM

I almost turned around.

I’m not a “group” man.

I’m a fix-it man.

Give me a broken sink. Give me a loose wire. Give me drywall. Give me something with edges and screws and a clear solution.

Grief has no screws.

Grief has no manual.

Grief is like trying to carry continue reading …