College

There are many milestones in life. Some you can avoid, some you can’t. A birthday into a new decade, unavoidable. Your first-born child, depends on sexual orientation.

However, when you drop off your firstr-born, only child at his first day of college, that ranks among the highest of old-man milestones.

I’ve been feeling it lately. Work is kicking my ass. Everything is sore.

We played softball last year, and after a double with a scored run from second I couldn’t run for the rest of the season, I wanted to take the tailpipe.

But that’s no comparison to the feeling today when I left my kid alone at college with no one to make sure he will brush his teeth.

Who will make sure he gets up for class?

Oh Jesus Christ I’m that old.

Help.