There were two brothers I knew when they were little kids. They looked up to me. I was a counsellor at a summer camp and they were among my campers. I haven’t seen them since then except in Facebook and they do not resemble the little boys they were. Pretty sure if we meet again I will be the small old guy and not the big authority I was. It makes me think about my daughter and how the dynamic of our relationship will reverse itself in time or how I used to wonder on the piano how it could ever be possible to play like so and so and later realized relax and do the work.