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Happy Birthday, Will!
My step-son turns 19 today, and though I doubt he'll even read this, wishing the boys a happy-happy on the blog has become something of a tradition.
Lil' Will Duncan was almost 3 when I started dating his mommy in January 1995. I noticed then that he was abnormally strong for his size. These days, he beats me up at least once per visit when he's on break from MU. He likes to catch me laying around watching T.V. in my room and jump on me before I have a chance to react.
Like a fool, I normally try fight back to salvage some pride, but honestly, he pins me down with ease. I told him recently I should have been meaner to him when he was small. He agreed, and said I missed my chance.
Will is living in Columbia now, and Chase has taken over his old room. I thought Will might try to take it back on breaks, but I think he wanted Chase to have it. Will chooses the couch or stays with his Mee Maw at night, now.
When he visits, he plays his old X-Box or watches NFL Network--we agree that Deion Sanders and Rich Eisen are the best analysts around. When he's at home, he'll go for a walk around the block at least two or three times a day. If he doesn't become a computer programmer or engineer, I'm willing to bet he becomes a personal trainer. I wondered after he left for school if our neighbors noticed they weren't seeing him as much.
Will is a full-fledged grown up these days, and frankly, it's a little sad to think about. I'm not sure why, though. He's smarter, stronger, healthier and more well-rounded than I was at his age. Heck, he's got me beat now.
As he pushes his way through college and then finds his way into the working world, my hope for him is that doesn't ever feel defeated by all the morons and crazies out there. In other words, I'm proud of him. He's headstrong, smart, tough, funny and fair-minded. I couldn't have picked a better big brother for Chase, Andrew and Mason if I had tried.
Happy Birthday, Willy. M.I.Z-....
