A child from Minnesota

you're the one that's stealing our children

I was pleased to make a larger than usual donation to the Boise public radio station in order to get an invite to the after-show meet and greet with the great Garrison Keiller. He shook my hand firmly. I froze--what could I say that didn't sound cloying and stupid? I looked him in the eye and said, "I have a new son, we adopted him straight from Stillwater Hospital." He dropped my hand, lowered his voice and, straight-faced, growled, "So you're the one that's stealing our children."