A few weeks ago I was putting something away in the closet and noticed the stack of old papers (writing, report cards, permanent records, etc.) that my folks sent out a while back, and I realized I hadn’t done an “Early Years” in, like, forever*. So I rummaged around in there looking for something fit to print. And lo! Here is something about being fit. Close enough.
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The Early Years: Jim Can’t Swim. Or Run.
So this week I reached into my pile of ancient elementary school paperwork and pulled out this one:
