April 12, 2004
The weeks just fly by one by one and we're all in the trap of the time warp. I awoke this morning with a realization. It was not about me but my son. He is thirty three and this day I decided he better get off his duff and get serious about life. He is a good and kind man and a fine son but I fear he thinks things will stay the same forever. They won't. I will retire, pass on and he doesn't realize how much he depends on me, if not our circumstances. We need to talk.