I stood in the shadow of my father and felt the years push past me like dropping from a bridge into

I stood in the shadow of my father and felt the years push past me like dropping from a bridge into deep fields of thorns. I grew up to be a bag boy at a local grocery store. I watched as my peers grew older … outliving my father, and I kept my job and watched the years turn.model / Linden Jacksonphotograph / Jaret Ferratusco -- source link

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