BoxJam: Yeah, she's growing, all right.
BoxJam: Before we know it, she'll be going to the prom...
BoxJam: Getting degrees...
BoxJam: Watching her kids grow up and leave her...
BoxJam: And one day looking around and realizing that too many people she loves have died...
Ms. BoxJam: Uh, do you mind if I finish looking at these in the other room?
BoxJam: Of course, that still doesn't prepare you for your own demise...