Day 177:
I'm headed out on my first big motorcycle ride of the Summer tomorrow morning, Conor. If all goes well I'll be writing your next blog post from Nebo, NC; about 500 miles from here. Considering the last week, I really think a good long ride to get lost in some tunes and the open highway will do me some good. Though without question I'll miss you. Then, I miss you each and every minute I'm not with you...
It's your World, Boy'O. Either I'm the most delusional, self absorbed, prideful parent on the planet, or you really are an absolute heart throb. I recognize that people gush over babies all the time, but there's something different with you. It seems people notice you and at a glance they think you're cute, then you bat those ridiculously blue eyes at them and flash 'em that crooked smile of yours, and BAM! They're GUSHING over you like it you were the first baby they'd ever seen!
No kidding, Son... I'm proud of my grounded World view. I take most things at face value including most things when they come to you. But people legitimately REACT to you. It's remarkable! You keep this up, Son, while making sure your brains match your good looks and demeanor, and let me tell you, there's nothing in this World you won't have.
I'm tired Boy, and have a long hard ride tomorrow. Time to retire. Wish me well on my voyage and know that I love you, so very very much.
I love you, Conor.
-Dad
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