Thursday, April 12, 2018

12/ My Son

Inspired by Dona's posts, I looked back 12 years at my 40-words-a-day blog and found what I'd written about my son, then 27 years old: "The sunniest child, the funniest teen, the smartest, hardest-working, most resourceful adult. Advanced ham radio operator (antennas and towers!), avid scientist by inheritance, born entrepreneur. Handsome face of the brother I never had. Always there when I need him. Always." Nothing to change except to add "loving, attentive dad."
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