He offered the obligatory 2 second man hug.
He walked out the heavy glass dormitory doors.
I watched him leave, as he looked right, looked left, looked down at his phone, then proceeded to walk down the cement stairs onto the large open area already filled with incoming freshman.
Truism in the small fish in a big pond, life's catch and release.
Best of Luck Justin, I'll always be looking for the meaning.
Dad
