Monast Law Office July 2017

Workers’ COMPanion


July 2017 | 614-334-4649 | 5000 Arlington Centre Blvd. Bldg 2, Suite 2117, Upper Arlington, OH 43220-2913


Any parent with adult kids knows the strange feeling that comes over you as the kids grow up and prepare to leave home. It’s not exactly sadness, because I feel immense pride in my children for their success and independence. Nonetheless, it is certainly a shift in the pace of life. Of course, there are some benefits, too. I have to say, my wife and I covet the time we get to spend decompressing, sitting in the living room and chatting with each other, or reading our respective books. Peace and quiet is underrated, if you ask me. That said, the Fourth of July is always a welcome time, as the whole family migrates back home for barbecues and fireworks. Well, most of the family does: My son, Garrett, is working on an exciting internship in D.C. This is the time of year when the pool feels like a boon rather than a curse, and all that money dumped into the water begins to show some returns. We break out the grill and cook up some tasty brats and burgers, relax on the deck, and

The troop also always took time to honor veterans by placing American flags at the cemeteries. I

have to say, I feel a little more gung-ho patriotic with Garrett in the Marines. He joins a long tradition of Monast military men: My dad was in the Navy, my

catch up. This year’s especially exciting since every opportunity I get to see my stepdaughter, Whitney, her husband, Robby, and their new baby is a real treat. Sometimes, it’s hard to imagine that I’m a grandparent, but then I take a look at the streaks of white in my hair, and it becomes a little more believable.

brother was in the Marines, and my father-in-law was in the Army. I guess I’m the only slacker in the family, but my wife and I always make a proud showing on the Fourth.

I’ll take any excuse I can get to get the family together, whether it’s the Fourth of July, opening the pool, or whatever it takes — even if it interrupts that wonderful peace and quiet.

- Jim Monast

Then, of course, there are the fun neighborhood parades. Years back, when my boys were in Boy Scouts, we’d march right alongside them as one of the troop dads drove a restored WWII Jeep.

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