A Reflection on Fathers and Sons

Mark Twain famously observed that “when I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished by how much he'd learned in seven years.”  We spend our youth differentiating ourselves from our parents, separating from them. (And then we turn into them, but that comes a bit later.)