for even as he has grown....
into a somewhat 'man ish' being....
he is, after all,
the 'baby' of the clan....
adept at the social 'hoo haa'...
but finally...
resolutely so...
'the baby'......
with his round face and freckled, pug nose.....
with his silly voices and rowdy pals.....
and with his CONSTANT CURIOSITY....
on life.....
and on love...
and on basic, Aristotilian observation.....
and he leaves in the morning with great hope.....
and a wad of cash in his pocket....
and a 'carb free' snack....or two...:}
and we ADORE HIM.....
our little man....
our little'BOY WONDER'....
with the problems of the world.....
stacked just atop his shoulders.....
the shoulders of a boy,
straining, already, from the weight of the
"ever present"
BACKPACK....
an urbane legend.....no question about it......
round and round he goes.......
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