My son Sean was born 45 years ago today.
I remember leaving the hospital and driving to a McDonald’s at 38th Street and Lafayette Road in Indianapolis where I sat in my ‘65 VW beetle and ate a couple of double cheeseburgers. I could see the screen of the Lafayette Road Drive-In Theater from the parking lot. I watched the chase scene from “Bullitt” and pondered the new life his mother and I had created and what it all meant.
I had no idea.
Sean became a good and wise man and a recording studio genius.
He makes me very proud.
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