When I was five, my father knew everything.
When I was fifteen, my father knew nothing.
When I was twenty five, I was amazed at how much my father had learned in ten years.
When I was thirty five, I realized my father had known these things all along. And I hoped that one day, I would be as wise.
Go on over to The Fixit Shop and read about a father and son, and all the emotions that each experience as one teaches the other how to be a man.
If you have a son, or if you’ve been a son, you’ll know exactly what this moment is like.