At 11:04 AM, on November 4, 1964, I was born. Today is day #15,705Each day is so important... Make the most of it! Think of all that you did yesterday... from getting up in the morning and getting ready for the day, to the chores and things you did, to the people you met and the conversations you had, to the things you wrote and said and thought... so much gets packed into a day. I've lived 15,705 of those. I am incredibly grateful. I live in the best nation that's ever graced the earth. I'm free to say what I like, work in the job that I choose, go home to the family I love... thank God for this United States of America. I have the best wife, who loves me and cares for me in ways that heal me from previous hurt I've endured - some self-inflicted and some inflicted by others. I'm grateful that relatively little of it was inflicted out of malice. I'm grateful that my children are the amazing people they are and that I have the privilege of knowing them and being close to their lives as I am. I'm thankful for the work that I get to do and for my boss, a genuinely good man. Somehow, I got the gene for big time persistence, and so I get to work on entrepreneurial side projects. Not everyone is wired that way and you can't do that in some places on the planet, but I can. How wonderful to do this... Where I live is a wonderful place, surrounded by good neighbors and trees and bike paths and a park nearby. Sitting on my back deck and playing cribbage with Tamara is my every evening's joy, diggin' the scenery and laughing. Every day is worth so much. I pray that I never waste one day, and that I work to make the most of each precious day. And thank you... to everyone who has touched my life in the way you have. Finally, a big thank you to all of the people who've visited this web site, for whatever reason. I hope you got something from it that made it worthwhile. ETC: Mom got me a perfect present - it's what I'm wearing below:  But I'm standing next to the better gift. | 
