January 2nd, 1971 my life changed dramatically. That was the day my son Scott entered this world … the day I became a father. Wow! That is a lot of responsibility. I took it on seriously and with high hopes.
He was a quiet child. He could play by himself or read for hours without requiring any attention whatever. We checked on him from time to time anyway.
He grew up healthy and strong … after childhood asthma and devastating injury as a teen. He played sports, loved to swim. But his heart and soul were in two places … history and the military. He was an outstanding student, from grade school through three college degrees.
His career in the United States Air Force has been impressive, as an intelligence officer and teacher. He is married with three beautiful children.
I’m not a dad who claims credit when a son turns out to be so terrific. But I don’t mind asserting a little fatherly pride.
Our thought for today is from Meryl Streep:
“You don’t have to be famous. You just have to make your mother and father proud of you.”