Oh, Father's Day

Gentle readers, today is a happy and solemn day. I am alive and I am drunk. Those two things my friend Bryan Harvey cannot enjoy.

No worries. He, nor Dave nor Bruce nor Robin would respect any kind of sorrow that's not in service of family and hope. And we had an amazingly happy day yesterday in his name, and in that of Kathryn, Stella and Ruby.

If you know Bryan or his band, simply click on the House of Freaks, go to their site. If you do not, simply click on the links provided.

In the end, nothing reminds me more of what motivates me most as a father and what I never hope to have challenged as a protector of my children or my wife.

"I wish I could have been there" seems so hollow.

But, it is a Happy Father Day!