Sixteen years ago, on a hot humid Kansas day, in a pool full of warm water, a baby boy was born.
Doesn’t seem possible that 16 years have passed. Now my “baby boy” is taller than I am.
He’s starting his sophomore year. He still likes LEGOs, some things never change! He has great taste in music and a wacky sense of humor. He’s a whiz at history, especially relating to WWII. And he likes to make goofy faces when I take his picture.
He’s a handsome dude under the goofy faces.
Happy birthday to my faithful Little Buddy.
Alaska on my mind... 