The odd couple, our sons, Jack and Mark. We smile after and during every cherished visit of our two boys (Now in their mid-50’s)
Son Jack is orderly to a fault. Everything is laid out in an order. He learned the word ‘juxtaposition’ early in his life. He likes his clothes sorta like a uniform; neat, matching and clean. He is ‘a brain’. He can and does, run a courier service office, dispatch and open new offices, hire and fire. BUT prefers to drive & deliver. He is the spare tire and fills in for every job in the company when they are short. When he comes to visit, his clothes will be neat, in a suitcase or on hangers.
(Yeah, this Navy Chief had long haired sons)
He worked for me (one of the best workers I ever had) then with my blessings he studied, tested, then became a general contractor and started his own company. He seems to love to be messy. He doesn’t care if his clothes are torn, ragged or even (really) dirty. When he comes to visit his clothes will be loose, on the back seat of his truck, MJ will be sleeping on them. He doesn’t mind eating with his fingers and wiping them on his pants. (He does clean up well, though). However, he is a brilliant builder. Where I always enjoyed the simple, affordable homes, Mark likes the fancy, steep roofs, high tray ceilings, etc. He prefers custom homes, I preferred speculating.
That is our odd couple, neither of us can figure whose sons they are!!!!
Thanks for stopping by the log.
There is nothing wrong with being odd, but being mean is another story.
This is Mark:
Now the couch is comfortable!
This is Jack:
BUT thru it all, they are good sons!