Being Russian, I am just as proud with my children as any father in the world can be.
On June 15 my younger son turned 18. That means, for us Russians, he reached the full age.
I was unbelievably happy to see the congratulation prepared by his team.
I say even more: I am happy he has a team that can do such a congratulation to its member.
Congrats, son! No retreat, no surrender!
I wish you many more big yellowish medals.
Sing our Anthem as many times as the world allows -- and you reach.
Good luck to you, my proudness, my happiness, my (our) life and future!
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