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FAMILY LIFE
August 11, 2004 - It's funny
what a few years can do to one's perspective. When I was in
school in the mid nineties, my friends and I scoffed at the mass
exodus of white people from Kansas City to the safety and pristine
surroundings of the white suburbs exploding in population on the
Kansas side of town. Seven years (yikes!) removed from school,
and suddenly, all my friends have followed suit. Not that I
necessarily blame them, but it just seems odd. Of course, with
responsibilities ranging from jobs and children, it makes sense to
want to have nice roads, quiet, and good schools.
With that, I spent more time in Kansas than I
have in a long time. But what a time it was - the last time I
visited my little 'godchild' Evelyn Ursula - was a mere five days old
and no bigger than a take home portion of Arthur Bryant's BBQ. Now
thirteen full months old with an assortment of dirty looks that brings a
smile to anyone's face, it was an amazing transformation to see.
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