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In Little Rock with my father The best summer I ever had was back in 1997 when the second grade was becoming a memory. I stayed with my father for the month of June. A family friend drove me halfway through Tennessee to a meeting place where my father would pick me up. I remember driving past rocky hills and boulders of various sizes and colors and waiting anxiously in the parking lot that was the meeting place. After about 30 minutes a silver minivan pulled into the lot and out stepped my father. It was extremely exciting to look up into his face and see an image of what I would become. We drove to Little Rock, Ark., where he lived on an Air Force base with a wife, a teenage stepdaughter and a son about 3 years old. Most days we spent playing outside or at some neighbor friend’s house. When it was too hot outside I would play video games or do some activity with Missy or Isaiah. When my stay in Little Rock ended, I was sad that I had to go home, but proud that for a few weeks I had been my father’s son. Courun Williams, Charlotte | Butler High School |
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