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My youngest son, Scotty, has always liked to sleep in.  So most Saturdays while he was growing up (except during soccer season) we left him undisturbed in his bedroom until he felt like getting up—usually at around 10.  Or noon.  The funny thing about Scotty was that he actually woke up quite early.  When I walked by his bedroom on those lazy Saturday mornings, I would often hear him quietly ... Read the full post

When I was seven, my dad gave me my first bicycle.  It was very ugly. But when he presented it to me, he actually took the cigar out of his mouth and gave me a real smile instead of the usual wink accompanied by a puff of smoke.  He’d been disappearing for weeks into the garage every night working on something for me and…this was it.   The white stripes were painted with an unsteady hand on what... Read the full post