Fine Martial Fiber
Chronicling the arts of my life
Thursday, May 21, 2015
I was watching my son work yesterday, over there on his work station.
"What's the matter, Becky?" my co-worker asked.
"I was just looking at my son over there. He looks so grown up, I hardly recognize him."
He's a man now, but I still see this little guy.
And I guess I always will.
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