South Station

I had been living in Philadelphia for about 9 months and took Amtrak home for a long weekend. Dad, you picked me up at South Station and asked if you could buy me a beer. It was a simple moment, but I felt like an adult. We walked to an Irish bar, ordered 2 beers, and I told you about my week. What I remember most about that night is that you asked me so many questions about my work and if I was happy 🙂