(Picture inside.) When I was four, a Gypsy said, "He'll be an MD, have three sons, and live to 132. He'll like lazy women who spend his money, but have a soft spot for over-achievers."
Gypsy Update: Did 20+ years in the ER, now practices Internal Medicine some-times in NYC. Likes to work, but doesn't need to work. Financially secure, but geographically loose.
Takes art supplies to meetings. Yes, he's not the Stake President. Thinks he has a good sense of humor (laughs at his own jokes). Likes cities with lots of people and places to walk and bike.
Born with a little CP, he now has a pretty normal gait, and his originally awkward left hand is good for writing, in case something happens to his right hand. When he was little it sounded like he was holding his tongue when he talked, now he doesn't hold his tongue:
"I have a certain testimony of the restoration of the priesthood through Joseph Smith. Joseph is the promised latter-day prophet, holding all the keys until he returns them to the Savior. (I love the physicality of Mormon imagery, making the ineffable tangible. For us, believing is seeing.)"