Scribblings

Watching Joey grow

Watched little Joe Stuermer on his scooter outside of his aaka’s house yesterday. If there is any joy in aging, it’s watching the children of children you once watched growing up being able to also grow up happy, secure and full of enthusiasm for each day. All children should have that. Sadly they don’t. But they should. So “Go, Joey, go! Peddle that scooter as fast as your little feet will push you. All too soon you’ll discover that the world is not always full of people who live to keep you safe, secure and happy. But until then, ride that scooter like you’re riding your aapa’s hog.”