Today is my oldest son's birthday. He was born on MLKJ's birthday in 1991, the day after the ground war started during Desert Storm... and we were having a snow storm here that day.
I am proud that he has been able to get a handle on his life, and I look forward to his future successes.
And I am thankful that he hasn't caused so many gray hairs that people stop telling me I look too young to have a 20 year old....
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