This is me. Somehow, this little lad, head as big as his body, sparkling clear eyes open, drinking in the light of the wonders and horrors of the world, he is the core of the man I am now. Almost every body cell has been replaced, even the bones. Not the neurons though, those long-lived brain cells that live on, determining how I think, feel and remember. They're the last remaining physical part of this boy. I've carried them with me in this aging, metamorphing vessel, all