I visited Andrew the other night. I was alone. It was dark out, breezy, and very fall like. The kind of night where I have memories as a young kid playing outside with the neighbors. I had a great childhood. I grew up on a small court with lots of kids and we'd spend so many nights outside running around playing "ghost in the graveyard" (ironic, huh?)! I grew up about a mile down the road from St. Marks.
I couldn't help but think "when the heck did I grow up?" Of all the memories I have in Vienna and at St Marks, to think that there I was, alone in the dark, visiting my son. It was pretty wierd.
I love this picture, it looks like I didn't have a stress in the world!
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