Apple Tree

Tomorrow morning a bunch of us wanna be farmers meet for breakfast. We meet at a little diner that sets up several tables in a row. As we arrive we sit next to whoever just got there. Last week I sat next to a very soft spoken man that was real interesting to talk to. We talked about many things and with each subject I was impressed with his knowledge and the ability to articulate. When we were ready to leave he offered his calling card to me. I noted that I know some other folks with the same last name. I rattled off the folks I was thinking of and it turns out he is their dad. It was fun to tell him that I have much respect for the great kids that he raised. It proves the point to me that apples don't fall far from the tree!