We all make stupid mistakes as teenagers; my own son Drew was no exception. As he progressed through high school, I sometimes thought his behavior must be plainly foolish to anyone with a normal brain. But I tried not to hold it against himhaving spent 14 years with teenagers as a teacher and principal, I knew that they don't have a normal brain.
Does the sentiment "I wish I knew then what I know now" sound familiar? I wrote this book so that a young person making the transition to adulthood can have a wise and trusty companion, a resource of friendly advice to make the road a little smoother.