re: #97 SanFranciscoZionist

Those are beautiful pictures. Sad, but lovely.

God, what it must have been like…

Could be that they were sad, or in a foreign place, or…honestly, cold.

Once at soccer one of my sons came over and gave me a hug. And he hugged me. And he hugged me. This wasn’t normal behavior for him. Finally, the light went on.

“Son, it’s your job to bring a coat.”