When I was a little girl, I was terribly shy. Talking to most people was a physical impossibility for me - I'd rather hide behind a tree than have to speak to my friend's parents as they opened their door. I was perfectly content burying myself in library books, finding great adventures through someone else's life stories.

It was amazing to me, as…

Honestly – does your teen text you from inside the house? And if they do – do you text back?



What is happening to the art of conversation? Or at least the ability or desire to converse…