Thirty two years ago today, I boarded a plane in Philadelphia as a 17 year old with two large suitcases and $800 in my pocket and took my first flight to Los Angeles, CA.
In two short months, my wife and I will take our 18 year old son back to the land of my youth to attend my father’s alma mater.
My immediate family will see my complete family for the first time in more than a decade.
It strikes me that I should have some profound insight at this moment.
It just seems significant.