hero-0865_Jonathan
Or Titus, as I love to refer to him. In fact, that's a common courtesy I give to people. It's refreshing to hear someone use your 'other' name from time to time. At least I think so. Titus was born the year I got married, but he's never seemed to be anything less than a brother. I've seen him grow from a pip-squeak of a lad who wanted nothing more but to play card games, to a man who at one point, if I recall correctly, strived to be a Seal. The navy kind not the animal. Titus is smart and strong and embraces the skill of his youth to engage all kinds of daring-dos. He's now the age I was when we first met, I'm fascinated to see what his next 20+ years will be like.