It is with great pride that I announce that my only begotten son has reached geezerhood. It seems like it was only yesterday he was telling me which Star Wars guys he absolutely had to have. And then he thought he had died and gone to heaven because he got to sit next to the Queen of Babe-alonia in home room.
All that is now a fading memory. Fox 71 the Younger is JV baseball coach and has just confessed that he thinks middle school kids are all stupid. He has come full circle on using the word "like" and using the verb "to go" as a synonym for "to say." He's still a bit young for an AARP card, but surely that's next. I have warned him that he's gone way, way too far if he thinks the bright yellow tuxedos on Lawrence Welk reruns look pretty nifty.
Can anyone wonder that my bosom swells with pride?