My Father...My Son? An Open Discussion on the Possibility of Reincarnation

<p>My father grew old early and died from Alzheimer's at age sixty-six. Two days after my father's death we realized that my wife was pregnant. Nine months later came the arrival of our first-born son and from the very day he was born he reminded me of my father in so many ways. My brand-new baby boy had seasoned characteristics and mannerisms that were unlike those of any newborn. He was what people call an old soul. </p><p> </p><p>As my son grew in his capabilities and knowledge he demonstrated skills that were not chronologically consistent with an inexperienced human child. He knew things I had not yet taught him. I saw him do things my father had taught me to do when I was very young. Sometimes he even knew things that I didn't know things that my father would have known. I truly wondered if it were possible that my father had reincarnated as my son. </p><p> </p><p>I realized it could not go undocumented. I knew that I would forget too many details if I didn't write them down. So I kept notes lots of notes and dated them. Those loose notes were eventually transferred to a draft manuscript that became this story.</p>