A thought: In 1986 my father held me up and pointed out Hayley’s Comet to me in the night sky. At the time we lived in Glassel Park, we stood outside the front door and we stared at it for a while. I’m sure I had many questions as a precocious child might. I had a thought this morning that if I’m really lucky I might get to see it again. And that’s kind of neat. There are three types of people in this world: one’s that will never see it, those that get to see it, and the few that were born just at the right time to get to see it twice. I’m so lucky I might have that opportunity. I’m also very lucky to have the father that I have. He’s shared so many wonderful things with me.