My wife's friend Mary Jessica interviewed me, and other fathers in this article.
As I get older, my tolerance for hot weather decreases. I used to love the heat, until I came to Columbus. Here, the heat lingers all night. It does not cool off at night they way it did on Long Island, or Fredonia. The air here is stagnant, polluted, filled with cottonwood.
Time to wake up the boy and get him ready for the sprinkler and what not.
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