Lost and Found (twice)

It’s a little strange to meet a senior from school after 20 some odd years and then meet his son who is a Xerox of the father. I met a real charming little six year old who cannot sit still even when he was eating. Shucks, I’m getting old. But as long by first name I’m okay!
Except when you get to know the little fellow you realize that he has own mind and knows that he the route he wants to take going up on the large sofa where everyone is parked.