Fourteen years ago today, I picked up Barney sight-unseen at a train station. He was a sad, bedraggled little boy who had lost his family because of allergies. He took a train and a subway to get to his new home and was totally out of his element.
Today he is the Emperor of New York. Because of Barn we walk to the nearby park every morning with neither rain, nor sleet, nor hail stopping us. Both his late sister Monk and his current sister Rock love the boy. Next week he will be fifteen and he only gets better.....
New York, NY
