Isle 6 of Safeway In A College Town and Revelations of Intent
My son, the Traveler, is a quiet young man. Never says more than he feels is needed. We ran to the supermarket on his day off yesterday. As he was pushing the cart while I was fetching various items and throwing them in the cart, he stopped. I looked at him, a little puzzled. He said: “We should get some school supplies.” You would have to know us and the roads we have traveled as a family to know just how significant those few words were to me. The Traveler will start college next week.