A parable of paternity

Primary Glory

    Next to me in the park a young dark haired father in a gray tee shirt and horn rimmed glasses is playing with his tow headed son of two or so. The boy is active but so is the dad, even more so.

    Agilely he leads his son into chasing him around the playground castle with slides, shoots and ladders and the dreaded rope walk between the two tall turr…