His flight was scheduled to leave 15 minutes ago.
Don't know. Didn't check.
Dropped him at the airport 3 hours ago so he could fly off to his 6th summer at Camp Kodiak.
Kodiak has made him the young man he is today; calm, confident, compassionate.
An annual ritual allows us to measure progress, and today we recalled the first journey to Kodiak. He hyperventilated all the way to the airport, had a meltdown in the ticketing line, and another at the gate.
I flew with him. Once he was met Kodiak staff in Toronto, I was superfluous.
Its gotten better every year.
He just phoned (responsible) to calmly (mature) let me know there was a maintenance issue with his aircraft, so they're switching planes.
I'd be sweating and having the runs.
He's surpassed me. I'm gateful
Sunday, July 1, 2012
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