More About My Son Mike

Cheryl was at the prison last night having enrichment night with the female inmates. During her conversation with her counselors they got to talking about children and she related a story about our son Mike who, at one point in his life, hit rock bottom. He had nowhere to go but up! One lady made the comment it would make a great country western song; I think not. At least I won't be listening to it.

Mike has always been a pistol. As a child I kept referring to him as my miracle child because he was so mischievious that I would threaten to kill him (like most parents do) and that it would be a miracle if he lived to see the next day. He, of course, would laugh and run away because he knew his Dad could not catch him. *&^%$#@!!! kid anyway.

After he graduated from high school he was the typical kid who just had to go back, during the lunch period or when school was letting out, to get his girl friend or see some of his buddies. One day Cheryl came home to find Mike setting on the lawn, surrounded by police officers, handcuffed and dressed only in a pair of shorts. *&^%$#@!!! kid anyway. He had picked up his girl friend and was showing off on his motorcycle when a school security guard tried to stop him. The knothead tried to run him over with his bike. *&^%$#@!!! kid anyway. Luckily for us Cheryl either knew one of the officers or had that sweet innocent look because they released him and made him promise to never come on school property again.

Later in his life he was married, had two cute boys and a lovely wife but still had a streak in him of walking the edge. His wife had decided enough was enough. He came home from work one day and this is how his day went. He had lost his job due to some impropriorities, his wife had left him and taken the boys, whom he worshipped, his vehicle had broken down and to top it all off his favorite dog had run away. Now does that sound like a country western senario?

Now in his life, after many years of hardship, he is doing quite well and we are proud of him. We never stopped loving him during the trying period although it would have been easy to do. *&^%$#@!!! kid anyway. He and his wife re-married and are living in New Mexico. They are active in the church, well, moderately active anyway, the boys are growing like weeds, he is a manager for FedEx and loves his life. I guess sometimes we have to go through the refiners fire to come out better on the other end.

Sure have missed hearing from LOWA lately and hope she is okay. Well, got to get going. We are doing the walk through on the house today and hopefully finish the closing tomorrow. It is amazing how these things drag out.

Have a nice day.