26.2 Number 12

Dec 14, 2003

In Honolulu today, my father ran his twelfth marathon. Way to go, dad. Ten years ago, we ran our first together. He hasn’t stopped. I get up and run every now and then. Dad and Dot are coming to visit us on Wednesday, so maybe we’ll put Anna in the baby jogger and head out to the nearby park. Until then, here’s the official time for our swift-footed father:

Anton Zuiker ☄