5.02.2007




















Becket's World: Ode to the "too-easy-going-for-his-own-good"Second Son












People haul you around, but you don't mind, as long as you can see what's going on





Your nose is orange from too many carrots, yet you eat them all the same.










You are sometimes made to wear dumb hats because mom thinks they are cute.


You think naked Augies are funny, you think falling down is funny, you think stuff in your mouth is funny, you think cats are funny, you think mommy spilling food and cursing is funny... you do not think new diapers are funny
You hide in small spaces, but whoa to you who is getting fatter by the day
You may walk like an old man, but soon you will step freely like a champion race horse
You have two girlfriends, you old dog. But whom shall you chose? Tamsen or Kate? No matter- you are enough of a man for all the ladies.
You are a gentleman of letters, a connoisseur of fine literature
You are my slightly neglected second son. You are my beautiful boy, and my laughter. You are my pirate-dinosaur. I love you.





5.01.2007


Rest in Peace Grandpa Tom.


You will be missed.