Ben

Today is just possibly the last day of summer and I write this on the evening of a very special day. My first born (sounds rather biblical I think) is 21.

Benjamin Robert Scott, born 3.54pm and extremely late much to his mothers discomfort, arrived on the 23rd of September 1991. He has always been a dear boy and I love him greatly. It seems apt as a season closes that a milestone of epic precautions is reached.

Ben - I love you son.

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