King Jerry ordered his favorite breakfast a "Kit's Burrito" at
Cafe This Way surrounded by other dads celebrating the day. The remaining hours of the day designed by Jerry himself consisted of a solo flight to camp on his motorcycle that roars, wetting lines in the pond and eating a huge wedge of left-over shower cake (which meant no supper for King Jerry.) I now leave the King on his appointed winged backed chair ripping through another book. His Father's Day recognition will culminate with holding witness to a fight in Beantown later next month between our beloved Red Sox and theYankees.
Happy Father's Day to my sweet King who would slay the dragon to save me.
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