This comment by Adrian on the post Yeah, I kiss My Sons…So What?
My son, who is now 32, always gave the best kisses.
I was watching a story about a boy who had lost an eye to cancer. The boy was a huge USC football fan, and at age 11 he was told he’d lose his other eye. One of the things the kid did was to try and see as much as he could before the sight ending surgery. In the boy’s words, he wanted to see his parents and siblings and his best friend’s face so he’d remember them after his sight was gone.
The USC football team had opened their hearts to the kid for weeks and they all got to know each other, and the night before his surgery he watched them practice. After practice as the boy prepared to leave, one of the players hugged him and kissed him on top of the head as he said good-bye. It seemed so natural and right. The better angels of our nature.
Not that it matters, but I think the player was Clay Mathews, now with the Packers.
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