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Back to fathers and their adult children, I'm 52 and wouldn't know what to do without my dad to fall back on once in a while. He's beginning to feel his mortality though and was here for a week - just left today. He came to bring my brother and me a bunch of family stuff and to celebrate his 78th (39th) birthday. It was so fine to have him around to talk to for a few days. I didn't appreciate him enough when I was in my 20s but I sure as hell do now. He's a savvy dude who walks his own talk, and he's bailed me out of a lot of jams he didn't approve of. There aren't many people who have earned my unconditional respect but he's had it as long as I've been a grownup. I'm fortunate that my own 23 year old son has enough regard for me to hang around here on weekends and stuff. He has a 2 month old baby, so we had four generations of Larsen men in the house yesterday! It was pretty cool. But I have to say, if you put my dreadlock & tattoo son next to my ramrod straight church president father, you'd wonder what happened...
They are about as diametrically opposed as two American men can be. Of the two, my father is by far the most mature; I felt a little sorry for Adam, he has a chip on his shoulder that feels awfully familiar. I think we've all done the drive me home or drive me to work duty; it wouldn't be right if we hadn't. But I'm pretty sure if I'd have called my dad to drive me home because I was drunk at 2 am, he'd have said, "walk." And expected me to walk, too.
I wouldn't trade my dad or my son for anything; they've both enriched my life beyond any expectations. And they're both proud of me making knives, too! 


