While listening recently, I heard the song, "First There Is a Mountain" after a commercial break. You asked Efim the significance and he said he played it because you had been doing mountain climber stomach exercises during the break. I made a different connection because of the last caller you spoke to before the break. More >>

...We had the opposite problem with our son at almost sixteen. We had to force him to take Driver's Ed and then to get his license. ("Force" may be too strong of a word.) More >>

I am listening to a repeat of today's show and just heard your call with the young woman who is in an abusive relationship and has no kids. (Listen to the call of the day for 11.29.) More >>

...The other night, I was listening to the woman who had an almost 16 yr old son who would soon be getting his driver's license and his friends were being given cars for their 16th birthday... More >>

I listened to you faithfully for all the years I was a stay-at home mom raising my daughter. However, I always felt that you were unsympathetic and insensitive to the struggles of adults who were victims of child abuse. I guess I was so sensitive... More >>

I'm proud to say that I am in the 20% of people who do NOT stand by. I have had 2 opportunities to intervene when I saw children being physically abused. More >>

...We have had first-hand experience with people who deny and turn the other way on victims of child abuse. My niece, who is now in my husband's and my custody, was physically, emotionally and sexually abused by her dad (my brother). More >>

..."My" sperm donor left my mother for his secretary when I was 3. My mother, feeling rejected, was swept off her feet by a child predator. This man saw my picture on her desk and said, "I'm going to marry you!" More >>

I am my kids' mom, I am my husband's wife, and I WAS abused as a child. My sperm donor and my Mother divorced when I was only months old. I didn't know my sperm donor, he wasn't interested, and he chose a different family. More >>

If you haven't been through it, there is no way to describe it. It's awful, it's painful, it's shameful - I can't think of enough "ful" words... For me, it was my father - yes, my biological father, who is now known only as "my sperm donor". More >>