LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!
LIKE FATHER - LIKE SON
I always thought that sooner or later my teen years would catch up to me. I figured that it would be by way of my off spring. I didn't get any favors having two boys instead of 3 girls!!! Boy problems are bad, but girl problems are much worse (not really).
I got lucky with son number 1. Pretty good kid. Good? He made me behave!!! I think Justin took on his mom's genes so I was clear with him. Well then, why hurry? Seven years between kids. That's just buying me more time.
From the get go Christopher just seemed to have a tendency to be like his dad. First word was ball, when we practice the alphabet it was this way. "A,B,C - - - J,K,L". "What comes after L"? "I don't know". "M". "Nope we didn't do that one yet"! We're just not going to risk doing something that might be beyond the requirement!!
December 20th, 2003 is a night that I'd just as soon forget. We were just hours away from going south to the Florida sun. They say it is warm in the Keys all year round. Christopher is getting ready to go out for the night. Mom reminds him that we have a lot to do before we go and that he had better be home early.
Dad wonders why he needs to go anywhere as his brother will be home yet that evening. "Well I won't be seeing my friends for a whole week. I need to say goodbye". "You need to get some sleep before we leave so be home early then", were my fading words.
I woke at 1:30 am with the feeling that Chris was not home. Usually he stops in to tell us he is home and to review the evening. This normally is around midnight. No one.
He carries a cell phone so that was my next option. An unfamiliar voice answered. "Who is this I asked". "Boomer", was the answer. "Where is Chris?" "I don't know he left an hour ago saying he had to be home. He left his phone here".
Oh boy he probably had car troubles and now no phone. Not exactly densely populated around here!! By this time it is 2:00 am. Maybe we should first call his friend Derrick. Derrick is who he was with.
I wake Barb and tell her that Chris is not home yet. It is approaching 2:30 am and she really became worried quickly. "Should we call Derrick's home?" "Yes, right now!!" Derrick's dad answers. Fortunately he is normally getting up at this time as he goes to work at that ungodly hour.
"Derrick is in bed. Got home around 1:00 am do you want to talk to him?" "Yes". Derrick got up and told us that he left Chris off before 1:00 am. "I watched him walk into the garage".
"Well the car isn't home. Where is the car?" "I don't know I picked him up at Brandon's." "Thanks, go back to bed."
We are now approaching 3:00 am. No Chris and no car. I decided to go looking. I am traveling down Main Street and there it is the Purple Taurus. Windows frozen solid. I look in the car no one; another car parked next to it no one, the camper nope. Well the house has no light on. Not even a night light. What to do.
I figured that Chris had to be inside watching a movie of playing a video game. Maybe he fell asleep. So I entered. There is his jacket and there are his shoes. But where is he??
No one anywhere. I'm not proud of what happened next, but I was desperate. So I started opening doors to rooms. Room 1 - no one, room 2 - no one. The next room was quite a story. It was the eldest son of the house. Sound asleep. Like I said, I was desperate. "Greg have you seen Chris"? "What. No. Christ I'm tired". Go back to sleep".
Now what? 3:30 am and I start walking back when I see a light on next door. Another friend's house and Wanda (a mother) is still up. I knock on the door and embarrassingly I ask Wanda if she has seen Chris. No. Maybe he is at the Merker's. Davis is having an overnight. She calls, no Chris.
Thanks Wanda. "Gordy this isn't like Chris. Are you sure that he isn't in bed"? "Well I looked in his room, but I didn't go right in and feel the bed or anything. I better go back and do that."
4:00 am. I go back and check the room, the bed, under the bed, all over. Nothing. How about downstairs?
What do I see? There he is, on the couch sound asleep. Not a single care in the world!!!