I get especially sad or something when I see a little kid with a parent walking in downtown where I work. I don't have the same sensation at a mall or playground or anything. I think it is seeing a kid in a place where it is normally just adults. Same thing on the bus. It tugs at me. Wonder what that's all about.
I was thinking about this yesterday when I was walking near K Street. I now realize as I write this that I was near where you were born - George Washington University Hospital - and where you and Jack used to come and visit me when I worked at VarsityBooks. It was a big office and you guys loved running around. I loved showing you off. Most of the people who worked there weren't even married yet, so you guys were quite exotic.
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