A Note To My Son in the Event of My Untimely Death

February 21st, 2007

I don’t anticipate keeling over any time soon, but in case I do (that’s the nature of “untimely death”), I just wanted to pass these words on to Alex, once he’s old enough to read them:

You know those photographs from when you were 11 months old? You know how bad your haircut was? That was my fault. I’m sorry. And, no, that wasn’t the fashion back then, and, no, I wasn’t trying to be avant garde. It just turns out that I really, really suck at cutting hair.

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