could have an evening out. At bedtime he sent the youngsters
upstairs to bed and settled down to watch football. One child
kept creeping down the stairs, but the young man kept sending
him back to bed.
At 9pm the doorbell rang, it was the next-door neighbor, Mrs.
Brown, asking whether her son was there. The young man
brusquely replied, "No."
Just then a little head appeared over the banister and shouted,
"I'm here Mom but he won't let me go home."