I had thought that I would introduce myself after having been here for some time and tell everyone how wonderfully I feel about being a member here, but something happened at the gym yesterday that was so disturbing that I wanted to share and see how you feel. A few years ago I went to two debutante balls, high society fluff but the thing that got my attention was the introduction of parents with the young wealthy ladies. I wrote down some facts and discovered that on both occasions 80% of them had either one parent or more than two and many carried no final name matching any of the parents. One young lady was accompanied by eight parents, birth mother and father, remarried spouses of each, adoptive parents and remarried spouses of them also. I couldn't help but wonder how any young person could develop properly from such absurd assemblages of people. I coming from a high school class of 286 where every single student graduated with two parents and they were same they had in first grade was crushed to think how little most must value a stable family to raise children in. But the most devastating revelation of rootless children occurred yesterday when I was sitting at gym waiting for some of the equipment to become available and I struck up conversation with 10-year old boy who had hoped to work out but was not old enough. Then he told me why he was living with his grandfather, his mother had shot his father, then had several children by different men, was about to bear one by a shack-up boyfriend this week, was in and out of drug rehab, boyfriend was married to another woman who refused to give him a divorce and she herself had killed three previous husbands but got off each murder rap and had burned down the house where this boy's mother lived hoping to kill her. I could not even blink listening to these tales of unmitigated horror and he could tell how upset I was and told me it was okay, most of his friends had parents more messed up than his (the grandfather overheard some of it and told me there were worse facts that the boy did not know about). I hope I never again will turn a deaf ear to any of the young guys on here who begin to tell their tales of woe and be so dismissive as if to say "Who gives a shit". I wonder if any of you typically ever encounter such cesspool excuses of families that young men must be raised in and have you been able to help any of them. I will save the introduction for another day when I get over this distressed state I feel for that little boy.