Proud of the children

I have three children and am tremendously proud of all of them. They are as different as three people can be. At times I will probably brag a little about them. You will be able to see that everything I say is fact. I will not let being their father influence what I have to say about them, at least not much.

One thing you might have notice is that I don't usually use names when I talk about people, even when bragging about family. I don't know why I am reluctant to do this, but I am. You will always know who I am talking about without names being given. By that I mean you will know that my children are my children without knowing their names.

My oldest son is extremely intelligent. He is a whiz on computers and most anything electronic. He is quiet spoken but always seems to know what he is talking about. He has a good job in management, making more money than I ever thought anyone in my family would. He has three wonderful kids.

Age wise my daughter is between the ages of my sons. She is the active, almost hyper one in the family. She talks a mile a minute and never slows down. She is married with one child, a son. She has a good job; I think her work is titled quality control. This is the one who has always been considered tough. Her son is a fine young man whose interests are riding motor cycles and football. He can really handle a motorcycle.

My youngest son is very quiet. He is a good athlete who excelled in baseball. His brain is quick and he has always liked math. He married young and has three great young sons. These boys are all boys. They are never still. He works in construction and I believe is considered a sub contractor. He is extremely well liked by everyone. His children are still too young to tell what their real likes and dislikes will be as far as the future is concerned.