Click on the link for a video of my evening’s companion, a 6-year-old masked wall climber named Ben…  Wall Climber

After the initial fear and exhaustion faded, an appreciation took hold of me.  At 6-years-old, my Ben will soon grow older.  This moment will soon fade.  It’s a moment to cherish.  A moment to hold.

Now, I just need to figure out the true identity of this masked man, in anticipation of future trips to the ER.