Misc

Twice in the span of 32 days we will gather around the table to sing Happy Birthday to a child who cannot hear it. A child who has never breathed air, tasted birthday cake, or opened a present. A child who walks the void between the stars — experiencing wonders untold — while his body…

Sean, So many things I would have liked to share with you… The simple pleasure of warm sunlight on your face. The color of the sky on a cloudless, moonless night. The smell of a freshly caught fish. The intensity of what truly great music sounds like. Subtleties involved in humor. But we will never…