Tempus Fugit: In Which I am Reminded of the Passing of Childhood

 (the boys in seventh and fourth grades)

The passage of time rarely troubles me. I never have been a sentimental parent. When friends mourned children moving from one grade to the next, ("Can you believe kindergarten is over?") I never felt sad, only excited for them. 

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