Today marks the 25th birthday of my youngest, Joel. Yeah. My youngest. Is 25. Years. Phew!
Joel has always been a little mischievous. Maybe it’s due to being the youngest of three siblings. Maybe it’s just in his DNA. But it’s served him well so far.
I remember when he bought a used ’88 Jeep as a teenager. He was so excited to have a 4WD vehicle that he promptly took it out in the hills of Temecula and got it stuck in a creek. That we managed to help get him out of without too much incident, but then a few days later, he got stuck in a gully not 1/2 a mile away from the creek. That one required a 4WD tow truck. Ouch.
Fast forward a few years…
He’s serving in the Navy now, with a couple years to go. It’s fitting that of all three of my kids, he would be the first to marry and have children of his own. He always wanted to be a dad, and now in addition to a daughter, he has a son on the way. And for those keeping track, yes, that makes me a two-time grandfather.
Joel, I salute you and wish you a birthday worthy of as much mischief and mayhem as a good father can handle. Happy Birthday, Son! I’m proud of you.
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I’ve got even more photos of Joel on Flickr, and you can also find Joel on Facebook.
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