DEAR ABBY: My husband and I have two sons in their late 30s. We always thought they got along well and loved each other.
DEAR ABBY: I cannot believe it! My parents tricked me into comforting a child molester.
DEAR ABBY: I have a problem I can’t fix. I have been married for 54 years. For the last 20 we have slept in different bedrooms. I get no affection from my wife, and everything has to be her way.
DEAR ABBY: I love my parents. They are thoughtful, intelligent people who supported (even encouraged) me to attend a good school on the East Coast.
DEAR ABBY: My grandson, his girlfriend and, recently, my son (who had to move in) are living with me. She is the only one working.