Sunday, March 21, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Today I saw a friend of mine - a great dad - who I have seen only a few times since college. While talking about our children, the years melted away and we were 18 again. It was a good conversation. Full of memories and laughter, sadness and moments of quiet. One we have to have again far sooner than we have had in the past.
Our children are our link to all that is good in our past and a guarantee that the future will be bright.
While James Earl Jones in "Field of Dreams" who said that it was baseball that reminds us of all that once was good and it could be again, he was wrong.
It is our children. They are our link to the past and future.
As seems to happen every time Philadelphia gets any kind of serious weather, the commute in today is miserable at best, with long skeins of traffic strung across the bridges connecting the city and South Jersey in a gassy tangle of red taillights.