More than just a friend.

摘要

My most vivid recollection of Benjamin takes me back to his 5-year-old visit, just before he started kindergarten. He was sitting on the examining table wearing only two things: underpants, on which were emblazoned various super-heroes, and a backpack, which proudly displayed the same defenders of the universe. He removed his backpack and said, with a grin, "Wanna see my stuff?" At that moment, the contents of his backpack defined the most important aspect of his world, perhaps his very identity. It made me yearn for a time when things were that simple.