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Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: NC
Posts: 3,028
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My son (13) is a man of few words.
He's a quiet kid. Funny when he speaks, but doesn't have a lot to say most of the time. Well, not to adults anyway ![]() We've always been close, but as he gets older he tends to keep to himself more and more. Thats why this just kinda rocks A few weeks ago I took him down to a pretty big ATV park (outback) 2.5 hrs away. It was his first adventure on his new dirtbike I got him for Christmas. It was a LONG day and I didn't think he really had a blast, because stupid me locked the keys in the trailer and had to spend an hour running to town to have the lock cut off ![]() SO when my mom sends me this rough draft today where he had to write a poem about someone he appreciated (wrote it on her PC after school...she then sent it to me) it melted me. Quote:
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“Being tolerant does not mean that I share another one’s belief. But it does mean that I acknowledge another one’s right to believe, and obey, his own conscience.” Viktor Frankl Last edited by CasterTroy; 02-09-2011 at 04:13 PM.. |
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