We have two sons…
Our oldest is thirty-one. He has his father’s gate, stance, and way of thinking. He has my smile and love of learning. He was always a teacher’s student…homework done, hand raised, and offering to do more. He was a swimmer through high school and college. He spent college summers in Alaska mapping volcanoes as he honed his love of nature into a career. His ambition took him to graduate school and then across the country accepting a position at the Lawrence Berkeley Labs. He works with other scientists in the field of geochemistry tracking pollution around the word, looking for energy solutions, teaching others how to perform experiments and use multimillion dollar machines. This is the one job he wanted, sought out, and got. He has been there for eight years and I expect will be there in another eight years.
Our youngest son will be thirty next month. He has my coloring and love of people. He has his father’s eyes and directness. Like his dad, in school, he was always a square peg not fitting in a round hole. He got it the first time and had little patience to sit and wait while others processed. Teachers found him exasperating because they could not provide for him as he wished. He just didn’t like school. We moved him ahead a year to try to quiet the frustrations for all. He tried his hand at wrestling, tennis, and golf in high school. He played intramural sports in college. He went to college on a five-year plan alternating school with internships in large companies... learning about business, accounting and tax. His ambition kept him in Philadelphia working for a variety of finance companies. He specializes in corporate tax. He is highly marketable because he is meticulous and a worker. His ability to put together thousand piece puzzles as a child has transformed into finding mistakes on spreadsheets of numbers. He is never quite satisfied with any job. He won’t be…until he becomes his own boss.
Our two sons could not be more different in looks, personality, interests, and their approaches to work. We are so proud of both of them and thankful they are themselves, finding their way, being who they were meant to be.