I’m calling it a night…but, as I head off to sleep, I wanted to just publish my pride. I’m so grateful for my son; his health, his intellect and his big heart. It was 22 years ago that he came into the world on St. Patrick’s Day…a blessing child. I won’t get all sentimental here, just suffice it to say that he is my boy. And, I cherish him. A poem I passed on to him last evening over family dinner…I’ve always thought that these words were glorious ones.