Young Fathers

Happened upon the following:
In three separate venues in today’s various airports Sylvanshine had found himself locking eyes with thirty-year-old men who had infants in high-tech papooselike packs on their backs, their wives with quilted infant-supply bags at their sides, the wives in charge, the men appearing essentially soft or softened in some way, desperate in a resigned way, their stride not quite a trudge, their eyes empty and overmild with the weary stoicism of young fathers.
David Foster WallaceThe Pale King
I would maybe take offense, if I wasn’t so feeling so soft and resigned.  And exhausted.

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