Too Many Lasts

I am without a doubt ridiculously sentimental. I mark all sorts of different occasions that normal people would forget in a moment. Most of them have to do with the last time I ever did something, or heard something, or saw someone. As it happens, my son is graduating from high school in a week and I find myself projecting my notion of "lasts" on him. For instance, the concert he performed in a couple of weeks ago will be his last appearance on that stage, the last time he'll ge...

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