After a long, warm fall, it’s starting to feel colder. The sun is setting earlier. The leaves are changing color. The birds long gone. But in this mist, the boy is well into his Sophomore year. Last weekend, he attended Homecoming with a couple of his buds. Unfortunate for the ladies, he was more interested in watching the Dodgers beat the Phillies, than actually dancing.

While baseball is his first love, another sport has come into focus. And boy can he smash it.

He just needs to work on smashing it straight. But when he does, there is tremendous power.

Zachary was part of a focus feature on his clay class. His teacher is a spunky, rock start. And he absolutely love it. It’s great to see him explore this side of him. Now give me my off kilter cigarette bowl and I’ll be happy. And no, none of us smoke.

Here’s a throw back from his first day of school. I need to do a better job memorializing his life for him. It’s all going so fast, but we’re enjoying every moment of it.