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Today marks the end of an era. I will no longer be the daily chauffeur for my son. He will no longer need me to drive him to drills, pick him up afterward, take him to fitness, or schlep him to school. He is now a licensed driver.
And, given that he is my last child at home and the last to drive, that means my time is now my own. That means I can book appointments, make lunch dates, and whatever else I want to do on my time-frame without worrying that I’ll be finished in time to pick up my More >
This week, I’m visiting my parents in Shreveport, Louisiana, where I grew up. Yesterday, I had the chance to go watch my 74-year-old dad play tennis against his long-time friend and rival in what has become a once- or twice-weekly ritual. These two guys have been competitors since childhood. They have also been friends since childhood. They played against each other in the juniors and with each other More >