Joe was born an old soul, not like thirty old, but like 65 old. At three, he was asking people what roads they drove on to get to his house. By four, he could give people directions to his house from any major highway in every NYC borough and two states. By six, he would curse in agreement of people's travel frustrations chiming in "Oh my freakin' GAWD!" when we would arrive with news of a crash on the Long Island Expressway. It's amazing to see him grow into his personality.
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