From a Facebook post today:
As we “self-quarantine” and “shelter in place” to“flatten the curve” our son Mitchell turns 18 today. His generation has been bookended by some unhappy times in America so far: 9/11 just before his birth, and this week a global pandemic as he reaches adulthood. (A visit with Mitchell to the 9/11 museum is here.)
But the time in between has been the happiest period of our lives! The memories are endless: witnessing Mitchell’s birth in San Francisco; his first San Francisco Giants game (“Happy Birthday Mitchell,” the scoreboard read); our world travel together; sailing at Lake Tahoe; his schooling at Mount Saint Mary Academy and Ghidotti Early College High School; NCVC Volleyball in Sacramento and a first-degree blackbelt; the high-school prom with Amalia; college tours and his acceptance at Whiting School of Engineering at Johns Hopkins University.
We are going to celebrate at home — “self-quarantine,” I guess — with a custom cake from Emily’s Catering, sushi from Kaido Japanese restaurant, gifts and cards. As I write this the night before, I can hear Mitchell laughing out loud in the back room as he plays videogames with his friends on a desktop PC that he built with pride. I know those conversations will continue later today. All told, we are blessed and wouldn’t change a thing. (Photo: Thanks to Joy Porter at Winding Road Imagery)