Today, my graduate is 19. He was up early and ready to drive to his job in Glen Park, where he works in the produce section of a grocery store. He'll work a shift and then we'll gather to have a family meal with him at one of his favorite restaurants, then his girlfriend is taking him to the Giants game tonight.
It's a very warm summer day here in the city. September is often the warmest and least foggy time of year here.
I'm getting acclimated to my full-time job, developing routines and taking on expanded responsibilities as I'm asked to.
My two younger teens are still in bed, sleeping in one case and resting in the other, after the second week since high school resumed. From the sounds in the kitchen, they are starting to stir...
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