Wednesday, January 25, 2012

chris evans

My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard.  Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass."  "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply.  "We're raising boys."  ~Harmon KillebrewIt is not flesh and blood but the heart which makes us fathers and sons.  ~Johann SchillerThe first sign of maturity is the discovery that the volume knob also turns to the left.  ~

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