The last few years have been the most exciting and the most trying of my life. I have a beautiful and amazing wife. I have a beautiful little boy who lights up my life. I have been blessed more than I deserve. Three years ago, I went back to my roots. As wonderful as things have been, I was missing a part of myself. Recently, I have started to feel whole again as old friendships have been renewed. It's never been easy for me to admit that I need help. Recently I was reminded of a simple truth... nobody can help you if they don't know you need it. In a round about way this is also a thank you note to Rick, John, Shawn, Mike and Brian. You really are among the finest men I will ever know.
I would be remiss talking about DeMolay without mentioning a few really special people who mean(t) everything to me. Fred K. Bauer, you had a heart of pure gold and a quiet dignity about you that I truly respected. I miss you everyday. Chris Sylvia, I was your wingman and deputy but you were my brother and friend and I hope someday we might find that common ground promised in the retirement song. Paul Weston, all I can say to you is "Talk to me Goose." It doesn't matter if hours or years pass between our conversations it always feel like it's only been a few minutes.
Well, if you are still reading this then you obviously have as much time on your hands as I do and if that's the case then you have my sympathies.