There we are, two small men with big hearts, my dad and me. I don’t think there really is much to add to this post, a picture being worth so many words, as it is. But maybe I can still add a few more.

Every Thursday, Al, my dad, comes in to PSCS to assist with a class. After school is out I drive him home and then stay to have dinner with my parents in the dining room of their retirement community. Each week we drive past this moving company. I’ve always wanted a photo, but there being just the two of us in the car made it too hard. This past Friday we had a PSCS student with us who was only too willing to oblige.