Before we left for California, Harmon finally found Jack a little golf hat. He was so excited to be like Harmon. Harmon made him take it off before he went to bed and hung it on a hook. The next morning when I went to get him out of his bed the first thing he said was, "Titleist." I later told Harmon about it and he said, "That makes me so happy!" I'm afraid of my future . . .
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