Today I finally got to sit in the bleachers with a boy I like. Of course, the boy is my husband of many years and bleachers are in our daughter’s new school, but it’s better late than never to have the experience.
If you are an immigrant and miss having memories of an American childhood and adolescence, you can experience it all vicariously if you have a child. Highly recommended for this and many other reasons.
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