A number of years ago, when Liam was not quite a teen (I believe, but I’m old and my memory is fading) I showed him a few chords on the guitar. He began to work at playing. Within a very short time, he was playing circles around me. My multiple guitars began to move into his orbit. (Although my ’65 Tele and my 74 Guild D-25 acoustic are still in my possession…momentarily, anyway.)
In high school, Liam began to show a talent for writing – capitalization and punctuation not withstanding. He’s been a gifted song-writer and lyricist for most of his teen years. Now approaching his twentieth birthday (in January), Liam is maturing as a writer and thinker – often with insight that seems deeper than my own.
He’s been blogging for a while now and his latest blog post makes me realize how the baton is definitely passed from parent to child. He’s challenging me to think more profoundly myself.
But what if I want the baton back, Li?