Dear P

You were 5 and he was 6. You two were playing this worm racing board game and he was cheating like there was no tomorrow. And boy, did he smoke you. Get full access to Dear Sons: Letters For Tomorrow at dearsons.substack.com/subscribe

Don't worry, I'm not dying. Well, not in the sense that you would think of it, but I guess we're all dying in some way.I' m writing these notes to you both in the hopes that as I'm learning to be a good dad, I'll perhaps have found some learnings that I can impart on you later in life when you find yourself to be fathers, if that's the path you choose. Get full access to Dear Sons: Letters For Tomorrow at dearsons.substack.com/subscribe