David B. Calhoun’s Blog

Father:

Son:

Father
Its not time to make a change,
Just relax, take it easy.
Youre still young, thats your fault,
Theres so much you have to know.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but Im happy.

I was once like you are now, and I know that its not easy,
To be calm when youve found something going on.
But take your time, think a lot,
Why, think of everything youve got.
For you will still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not.

Son
How can I try to explain, when I do he turns away again.
Its always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now theres a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.

Father
Its not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
Youre still young, thats your fault,
Theres so much you have to go through.
Find a girl, settle down,
If you want you can marry.
Look at me, I am old, but Im happy.
(son– away away away, I know I have to
Make this decision alone - no)
Son
All the times that I cried, keeping all the things I knew inside,
Its hard, but its harder to ignore it.
If they were right, Id agree, but its them you know not me.
Now theres a way and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
(father– stay stay stay, why must you go and
Make this decision alone? )

OK - so there’s some things that would’ve been nice to have known before going camping with my “friends”. Part of me honestly thinks that it was intentionally withheld from me for greater effect. So I learned about it through completely shameless and completely obvious innuendo. I spent the entire time pissed off. Instead of yelling and venting my anger and pissing everyone else off, I just went back to my own tent and vented there. I had a horrible night “sleeping”, and finally woke up at 3:30am and passed the time listening to music and watching the sunrise.

Bloody hell! Never again… Next time I go camping it’ll be by myself or with my family.