Bits and pieces from the astoundingly normal life of Paul Carlisle Kletchka

Tonight I stood in my yard and swayed as my little boy fell asleep in my arms. Bats danced in delicately choppy flight above our heads, occasionally swooping down to feast. In the distance, I could hear the giggles of my wife and daughter amidst a serenade of crickets, frogs, and cicadas in the sunset.
One day, I will be old and tired. And I will remember that perfect little moment in time. And like tonight, tears will well up in my eyes and roll down my cheeks as I reflect upon what a lucky, lucky man I am…

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