Tomorrow is my son's 26th birthday. As I was driving home from work today I thought back to one of my favorite memories of his past birthdays. It all started when Jared was about 3 years old and we lived in Calgary, Alberta, Canada. During that time I liked to golf, and Jared would ask often if he could go with me when I would go.I would always answer him the same way, "I will take you golfing when you turn 8 years old". Why I picked that age I do not know ,but I remember repeating it often over the next few years. When Jared was four years old we moved back to Michigan to live. The Christmas before his eight birthday his Mom and I bought him a junior set of golf clubs. At this point the story had changed to me taking him golfing on his eight birthday if the weather would allow it. Well, low and behold March 14th came that year, and to my surprise it was a near record high for that day of the month in Michigan. If I remember correctly it was in the low 70's. Not only that but it was dry enough that a par three golf course by our house was open. We golfed together that day and had a great time. I still often look at the picture that Benita took of us that day on our front porch with both of us holding our clubs and remember what a great day it was. I don't golf much anymore but when I do get to go I would rather go with Jared than anyone else in the world. Happy Birthday Jared! I love you.
(3-15 after looking at the picture today only Jared was holding his clubs.Sorry about that)
Thursday, March 13, 2008
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