Chris Sheban

When you could neither talk nor stand, life's hourglass still filled with sand, I gently held your tiny hand and gave it three soft squeezes. When you awoke within the night and cried from fear and called for light, I held you safe with all my might. and gave you three long squeezes. Follow a father and his son from babyhood to baseball games to graduation and beyond in this loving saga about the unbreakable bond between generations. A perfect gift,...