This young man is the son of one of my good friends and old coworkers. When her and I met, he was 9 years old. And now, he’s starting his Senior year of high school and I cannot wrap my mind around it.




maybe today, maybe tomorrow. stories and photos without regrets.
This young man is the son of one of my good friends and old coworkers. When her and I met, he was 9 years old. And now, he’s starting his Senior year of high school and I cannot wrap my mind around it.




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