He is THRIVING
my boy wonder, is growing up by leaps and bounds. San Francisco State University is getting the chance to know my G. He (kinda by accident) got a solo in his third chair Trumpet-ness. He was in a group that re-worked the first scene in King Lear and got comp tickets to see the production in a very (fifty bux a ticket!)Foofy Theatre. He has two jobs! One is an internship with a group called LYRIC. Advocacy once again, calls to him. The other is with California Overnight, where he'll be on foot, Downtown, delivering stuff. Since he grocery shops with his own money, he has started putting a dollar amount on every forkful of food he puts in his mouth. That's some crazy waste not want not action. And last but not least: G. found out even if someone is beautiful & writes you poetry: don't mean everything is going to be all Lovey Dovey and/or Easy Peasy.
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This is true
love,
your son
Tis wonderful to watch them grow, no? That's what I've heard.
Glad to hear he's doing so well. I'd die in a city that big!
I had one of those unfortunate experiences too - about the beautiful & poetry does not necessarily equal good. Thankfully I've had better experiences since. G looks especially handsome in these photos. Man you got beautiful kids!
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