📹: obvious things are stated for the bot

[mrs. curtis is from sweden because why not :)]

Monika and Darrel Curtis (sr) were proud of their sons. The eldest, Darry- who at the time was nineteen- was athletic, cool, popular and played football a long with Socs, maybe he’d be able to get a scholarship with his skills. Sodapop was an example of how kids should be raised, he was the middle child at fifteen going on sixteen and the most sensitive one. He was empathetic, compassionate and caring towards everyone- which got a long great with his good looks he had inherited from his mother. Ponyboy was the youngest at thirteen, he took after his older brother in athleticism. He was probably the best runner in his track team and the smartest of the family- he even skipped a grade and was in advanced classes.

They were very proud of all of them and they made sure everyone knew it. So when the time of year in which the extended family gathered around over a dinner the Curtis parents made sure to let everyone know their sons were anyone’s dream children.