It was so long ago…
Or was it yesterday.
Look, he was just a boy…
No, I remember, he was a man.
He’s come so far since then…
Oh really, what has he learned?
He wasn’t a father then…
What makes you think he’s ready now.
He’s a man now…
He still seems a boy to me.
He’s got so much going for him…
Look, he’s starting in a hole.
He’ll be a great man…
He’ll just quit, like he’s always done.
His name will live forever…
His death will be a blessing.
November 1986
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