We got to do three photo ops with Norman. The first was with the Dixon Brothers! That's his little brother on the left! Justin and Micheal seem to be about to beat the crap out of someone, don't they?
Justin had the time of his life! He made all kinds of creatures stop and pose with him! I think he might have single handedly saved this universe and the Star Wars universe. He made a storm trooper say he was a nice guy; made friends with a jawa; fought off the bad guys with the green power ranger; convinced alien that he was just a big softie; learned that you can take down a wookie simply by running over his fur; met Rick and Dale, and fought alongside Batman! But BEWARE! He wouldn't have anything to do with Predator, so he may still be running amok somewhere! And more importantly, he hung out briefly with the Saints!
I made a statement at the beginning about falling apart. Now for the reasons behind that...
#1. I'm exhausted!
#2. Twenty-five years of caring for Justin has left my body pretty beat up, so I have some pain from all the lifting, standing and walking of the weekend.
#3.
Norman didn't have time to read the scrapbook, so he still didn't have any clue how incredibly important he is in Justin's life when this picture was taken! And even if he never reads it, it won't matter because I KNOW what he's done for Justin. And you can see it in J's eyes! Maybe Norman will read the book and know; maybe he'll happen upon this website and read it; I don't know.
I think I'll have to finish this tomorrow because I'm sitting here typing and tears are flowing and I really can't see what's getting written onto the computer...
Love you all!