What he learned

Mike Sager (SanDiego.com): I am standing in the sheltering front doorframe of my house, watching my newly licensed 16-year-old son drive a two-thousand pound car up the hill, away from me…all by himself.

It’s not his first day of school, but it sure feels like it.

That proud toddling gate up the front sidewalk, one hand each in the grip of mommy and daddy…only this time there’s nobody there to hold his hands—lord knows what those hands spend time doing nowadays.

Until Miles was four, he couldn’t play without a witness. Now the door is so often shut.

-eddie