Alright, alright; I had a son. His name is Keith. 21" and 9.1 lbs. Mother and child fine. Now I just hope to God he doesn't make the stupid choices i did in life, and triples the good ones.
Throwing away God's gifts.
Let's hear it for hope. Once more into the breach. Hope. Pays your money and takes your chances. Let's just hope he can still own a firearm when he's 18 in these United States and that the Khukuri he'll carry will not be against some code. Let's hear it for giving a damn and keeping the Barbarians at the gate while we were on watch.
Keith's Khukuri is a gift from Raghorn. You see that? Grace and kindness do abound, though sometimes it is hard to see or to know why.
My late wise friend used to say, 'just keep plugging along."
I admit he is a cute little guy and I'm leaving now to bring them both back home.
munk
Throwing away God's gifts.
Let's hear it for hope. Once more into the breach. Hope. Pays your money and takes your chances. Let's just hope he can still own a firearm when he's 18 in these United States and that the Khukuri he'll carry will not be against some code. Let's hear it for giving a damn and keeping the Barbarians at the gate while we were on watch.
Keith's Khukuri is a gift from Raghorn. You see that? Grace and kindness do abound, though sometimes it is hard to see or to know why.
My late wise friend used to say, 'just keep plugging along."
I admit he is a cute little guy and I'm leaving now to bring them both back home.
munk