From the Good Men Project

When we moved to the Catskills after 9/11, we enrolled Jack in a hippie preschool, the School of the New Moon. As Fate would have it, at that precise moment, the school needed an assistant. With my son heading to school, I needed a job. Somewhat desperate, the School of the New Moon hired me. I stayed four years. I had no degree or formal training, but it turned out I was really good with kids. Not just my own son, but with kids in general. How? Why? Read more HERE