He was once soaked in blue dye from the water cannon. I was miserable. That’s my son! I don’t want him to get hurt. Yet I know that I can’t stop him from heading out just because he is my son. What about someone else’s son?
Read MoreHe was once soaked in blue dye from the water cannon. I was miserable. That’s my son! I don’t want him to get hurt. Yet I know that I can’t stop him from heading out just because he is my son. What about someone else’s son?
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