Today my oldest child, my son, turned 42. So many memories swirl through my mind, it's hard to know where to start. We've been through a near death experience, a pinewood derby triumph, a name change, the agonies of shyness, the victory over shyness, many scholastic successes, a few not so successful endeavors, interesting jobs, an eternal interest in space, fantastic support for me through the toughest time, a wonderful wife, two beautiful daughters and on and on. Is it any wonder I love him so much and am filled with pride whenever I think of him. Happy Birthday Thomas!
A name change? I don't remember changing my name. Is that why you keep calling me "Pedro"?
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