Fathers of Boys

I stopped into a Panera last Wednesday morning for a hot chocolate and a bagel with a flavor I couldn’t pronounce.  Much to my delight, a good friend of mine from my business schools days was there finishing up an early morning meeting.  He was dressed in business casual.  I was dressed in Mr. Mom sweats.  It was one of the more inspiring visits I have had in some time.

My friend told me that he had read “I’m Will” and was only partially kidding when he said that he thought he must have been the basis for the father in the story.  He has a bright son (who I have actually met and is very bright) who prefers ESPN to schoolwork, never met a deadline that he didn’t wait until the last minute to meet, and has never once worried about college application deadlines (“I can do five on New Year’s Day”).  The father of a son who has tried cajoling, bribing, threatening, and whatever else he could think of to get his son to show some passion for anything beyond the Red Sox and video games.

But this was until he met another dad on the sidelines of a high school game who thought the same thing.  So he recommended he read “I’m Will.”  Put a smile on my face.  Now it’s a club. Fathers who fear that their boys won’t reach their potential.  Or maybe fathers who fear their sons will never get their college applications completed and become lifelong fixtures on the family room couch.  Not that we don’t love our kids.  We just love them better when they bring their God given talents out of the closet ever once in a while.

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