A blog of letters from an older father to his young son... Meant for an audience of one- shared with you.
Monday, December 14, 2009
The oldest child
My oldest brother is Ron - who just had his 60th birthday. I've thought a lot about Ron lately - perhaps because our kid is going to be the oldest child.
Ron was my example growing up -- he was studious, thoughtful - and always kind to me. Whenever I would get in trouble, I would call Ron, and he would come and help me out. He was in college and reading Ann Rand, so I read her. He was conservative, so I became conservative.
When I was a kid and started to like science, he had two microscopes -- one day he gave me one-- just like that.
Today my brother lives in Copper Center, Alaska - and Ron and my parents were among the first to learn that we were pregnant.
So, if our kid is as kind, and thoughtful, and nice as my big brother-- I'll be a happy dad.
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