As for the Topic of the Day...
-When I think back to some of the punishments - a.k.a. physical abuse - some of the nuns inflicted on some of my misbehaving classmates in grade school, I still get the chills. And there's no doubt that they would have been brought up on charges of child abuse in today's world, political climate.
-My Dad would take his belt out every now and then. Yes, I hated(?) it back then, but looking back, I can see, I know that I deserved it. No scars, no bruises, physical or otherwise.
-When I look at my brothers raising their children, all I can say is, "There but for the Grace of God..." Especially, since both my brothers are raising their children between two homes. I don't envy them, but I also marvel at them and am very proud of them.