Well, today (not really because this is a few days late) is my son Ben’s 22nd birthday. I am going to say this right here and right now. As a parent, it seems like only two minutes ago that I was listening to him cry horribly loud after he was born. I remember looking at my wife while we were in the recovery area and her looking at me. The look we exchanged was, “What has God wrought?” That was two minutes ago. Now he is a college student and a good one.
My wife and I took him to dinner at one of our favorite places, Leona’s, on Elston in the great city of Chicago. We had my other two children with us, our grandson and one of Ben’s friends. My patience was tested with my wife’s directions to the place. She told me to go East on Irving Park Road at Kedzie. Wrong! Now I should have know better. I remember looking at the directions and thinking, “This is not right.” But, like a lemming, I followed the directions and almost ended up downtown. That wouldn’t have been a bad thing but we would not have eaten at Leonas.
Happy Birthday Ben.
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