THE FRONT ROW with MARK NELKE: Bonding with mom can happen anywhere, anytime
Mark Nelke
Back in 1970, when many folks still watched sports on black-and-white televisions, I was sitting in the living room of our house in Salem, Ore., as an 11-year-old, watching the Kentucky Derby on the first Saturday of May.
My mom was also nearby, in the living room. She worked hard all week, and Saturday was the day to keep the house clean.
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