Cousins

My nephew Ben, son of my younger brother John, was born in February 1993, just a few months before my accident. I cherish memories of cuddling and singing to him as an infant. All their lives Ben and his younger sister, Courtney, have called my son John "Johnny." This picture shows the two cousins, who are pleased by the gangly height they have acquired during recent years. (It tickled John, obviously, when he inched past his dad last year.)