tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010953641145956608.post8654288554034376169..comments2024-01-18T05:08:18.454-08:00Comments on Borneo Expat Writer: Father and Son in Jogathon, and a Trophy Too!Borneo Expat Writerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15657806224924444058noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010953641145956608.post-14928719776160338512013-09-15T06:54:08.277-07:002013-09-15T06:54:08.277-07:00I read somewhere that the best thing you can give ...I read somewhere that the best thing you can give your children are good memories. I'll add to that, and if your children can give you good memories, too, and if you both can keep in shape giving each other great memories, even better. It's cool your parents did that for you. I'm sure they really enjoyed running with you. Borneo Expat Writerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15657806224924444058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010953641145956608.post-55105564734105772402013-09-14T05:56:05.215-07:002013-09-14T05:56:05.215-07:00brings, I mean.... ;)brings, I mean.... ;)stepfanienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010953641145956608.post-85718270181751557752013-09-14T05:54:39.431-07:002013-09-14T05:54:39.431-07:00Nice dad-son bonding time. My dad took my mum and...Nice dad-son bonding time. My dad took my mum and me jogging together a few times a week during my mid and high school years. The memory of those days always bring a smile to me and constantly reminds me that spending time with people you care for is always a priority. stepfanie keenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010953641145956608.post-31108159185034313962013-09-14T04:19:57.111-07:002013-09-14T04:19:57.111-07:00Congratulations. Great sharing.Congratulations. Great sharing.sintaicharleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11868981642239038913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010953641145956608.post-41241827516372574542013-09-14T03:56:12.694-07:002013-09-14T03:56:12.694-07:00Thanks. Let's delay the grandkids for awhile....Thanks. Let's delay the grandkids for awhile. Don't want to be racing them in my wheelchair. My other son creamed me by the time he was 10, one loop around the USM track field. If we had gone another lap he would've lapped me. But when we sprinted, I won hands down. Beat my wife Jenny, too, shortly after we got married (she challenged me, which was why we were racing in the first place) but she's a girl . . . Borneo Expat Writerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15657806224924444058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7010953641145956608.post-61779028278514003742013-09-14T03:06:53.780-07:002013-09-14T03:06:53.780-07:00Great yarn to tell by a camp-fire to the grand-kid...Great yarn to tell by a camp-fire to the grand-kids... Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com