Problem solving, old school

My brother and I always disagreed over politics. Being 16 years older than me, he had a job, kids and a mortgage while I was still giggling over dirty jokes in grammar school. When we hit the ‘60s, our differences became more heated and “philosophical.” For example, my brother was horrified that Vietnam War protesters were damaging public property. I thought he should be more concerned with the people that were being damaged. Then, about...