This is a picture of me and the kids circa 2000 maybe late nineties. Now they're teenagers; and it's hard to imagine how vividly they changed your life. Travelling was different. People relaxed and related to you; women, kids, everywhere.
Now it's high school and music and anything older than yesterday is daggy. I guess it was ever thus.
Some weeks are just frustrating; hundreds exposed to asbestos, into cyberspace, hundreds of retrenched maintenance workers, into cyberspace. With the bad comes the good. It shouldn't be the struggle that it sometimes is. Even now, he could hear the sound of passing traffic, the grinding sound at the end of days.
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