My Husband and I Disagree About Our Teens And Underage Drinking

When I was fourteen, I attended a cast party after a high school theater production. When I walked into the house in my white Keds (with friendship pins) and my jeans rolled just so, the parents of the hostess directed me to the back patio where the party was being held under the starry spring sky. I was excited to hang with the theater cast and, as I scanned the crowd for my friends, I realized something was very wrong.

Several of the older kids were blowing clouds of smoke into the warm air...