burning teens

burning with dreams

I received a text recently from my nephew. He’s a great kid - a ladies man. Even when he was five and playing hockey, he was more interested in chatting up the girls on the ice than playing the game.

Well.

He was playing a game. His game involved getting play dates with all of the girls on his team. Now that he’s sixteen, it’s not at all surprising that his singular focus seems to be on his girlfriend.

He’s a romantic kid. His text to me was a request for some seasoned firewood. He was planning a date and wanted to have a campfire on the beach with his girlfriend.

I first thought, Oh, what a responsible young man taking initiative, making sure he has got some good wood to burn and he's not damaging anything.

You know?

If we didn’t have wood for a fire, we’d find a fence to tear down or a park bench to set ablaze. By merely providing this child with dry wood, I could potentially save this kid a night in the can and taxpayers a pretty penny.

I could make sure that these two young lovers ha…