Workin' for a livin'

Hank and I got to visit B's work a few weeks ago while I was on break. It felt funny going to my dad's old work, but with my son. A very grown up moment! Everyone there laughed that I probably knew the place better than they did (I at least knew where to find the best pens and notepads-haha). When we were little, my mom used to load the three of us into the car and we'd drive downtown to pick up my dad at the old Customs building...we'd see his work, the bums all around, and all the sights of the city. Now we're starting that tradition again, but with the new Customs building. Talk about a full circle!