Here I tell the tail of Jonah's train and its wreck, our days inside the belly of the whale. I ponder possibilities and I get irreverent and whiny. I climb up on my soapbox and fall back down. This is about Boo, my only child. He has autism with random severe behavioral aggressions. He's taught me all kinds of different ways to look at life.
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