So, I was sitting at my computer thinking when the phone rang. It was my brother, John. As we talked, I kept thinking about how my brother, Joe, always calls John “Henry.”
I don’t know why, but, Joe has called John “Henry” for as long as I can remember. When we were younger, he called him “John Henry” then at some point shortened it to just “Henry” (John’s middle name is Daryn).
Anyway, as John and I were chatting, I thought of all the times he said, “I could bench you” when we were teens. He started body building when he was about 13. Before that, he was just as scrawny/puny as you could imagine. But as he got into the body building, his physique changed. And he started the “I could bench you” routine.
By the time John and I got off the phone, I had found the picture I had saved of him flexing his arms, and had to share it.
I used the photo in a scrapbook page, too.
And this is John now:
He’s not scrawny/puny anymore. He can bench press well over 500 pounds, and yes, he can bench me!
I love this guy, and hope he doesn’t get mad at me for posting his flex picture on here!
Be blessed!
Virginia
