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Friday, July 19, 2013

I PASSED A MAN, OR, DID HE PASS ME?

Today, I was driving out of the development that our apartment is in and I noticed a young man running. From behind, he looked like a seasoned runner, conditioned legs and a smooth stride.

I was impressed at his discipline as he was running on a day when many would not.

It reminded me of how fast the years go by. I didn't even know our son, Alex, had left the apartment to go running.