Robert B. Parker Quotes

My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.

My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I. (Robert B. Parker)

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Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.
Robert B. Parker Quotes: My older son who is, I think, here tonight, is forty-one years old. Which is odd because so am I.