I love heroes. Superheroes. My brother and I grew up on them. Every Saturday morning we’d head down to the family room and curl up in front of Super Friends while Mom and Daddy enjoyed sleeping in. We’d get home from school and watch old Batman reruns on channel 5. Daddy (ever the artist!) would draw them for us, Mom would make capes and masks out of felt, and we’d play heroes every time we could. We played with our friends, most often with Sherry, my one-day-to-be sister-in-law. (Who knew those days climbing all over the jungle gym as Batman, Robin and Batgirl, we’d one day all be related?) Read more... (581 words, estimated 2:19 mins reading time)