Jeran was 14-years-old the day before yesterday, the day after we got home from our trip to California and Nevada. He’s grown almost like a weed, still is, and he’s done it all by absolutely refusing to eat anything green. I don’t know if there’s a name for that kind of diet, but there should be since there are names for pretty much everything. Perhaps Antivegan would work. Or, “The GING Diet.” Yes, I like that one. That’s Green Is Not Good (unless it’s lime sherbet). He’s a meat and potatoes kind of guy, after my own heart. But, I like mine with asparagus.
… in only 441,504,000 seconds. A mere blink of the eye, so to speak.
He’s a great kid who will one day be a great man.
Next year he will join his older siblings at St. Helens High School, from whence his Mother and Father both graduated.
A long time ago.
We’re proud of Jeran.