Book Of Likes Faces

Family Isn't Always Blood. Most people do not know the full story of my family. I brought home a homeless person when I was a child. His mother had abandoned him when he was away at school and he never knew who his father was. When the school year ended, he went home and there was not anybody at all living there, no note, no phone number, or forwarding address. So, he was just sitting in the park, in the rain. I found him, brought him home, and introduced him to my mother. She took him in and he is still a part of our family. My mother is an amazing, loving grandmother to his children. That was 32 years ago. The photo is of him and my mom taken last week while at his daughter’s high school graduation.