a visit from evan

My buddy Evan, whom I've known since we were 12 and at summer camp, was in town the other week for a business trip. He managed to squeeze in some time to come over for dinner and meet Mr. Kenny, and tell us all about how his two girls are doing (his youngest, Maya, is even newer than Mr. K).


"Wow, I think I have more hair than this guy."


Evan tried to tell Kenny how he used to beat me in tennis at summer camp all those years ago, but the boy just looked at him in disbelief. I'd like to think it's because he can't imagine anyone being better at anything than his daddy, but it was probably because he just didn't get what the heck Evan was talking about. Like I said, I'm going with option #1.