The Run was over. The Wall had been conquered. Gym block began to consist of more practical things, like tactics and fighting. The classwork was easy for Roc---always had been---and the cast of characters provided daily entertainment.
He was racing towards the finish, and I was standing right by his side, watching him grow into the police officer he would become. I was proud of him. I was scared. I was a million things all bundled into one; and sometimes I think that I am not too far from that today.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
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