OpportunitiesChapter 26
In late June, I was honored in our new home with a birthday party for my 19th year. Sometimes I forget how old I am, as almost everyone I deal with is older me. It is refreshing to have Sandy around, since she is a little over two years younger. While we were happily celebrating, I reflected on how much had happened since my seventeenth birthday and coming to the university. There had been a lot of water flow under the bridge. The basketball coach caught me in the weight room and asked if I...