I remember when Moira was born, and I was a little scared of this bawling, beautiful baby. She seemed so small and fragile. And I remember how you held her and changed her diapers and how when she cried you would snuggle her close and she would fall asleep on your chest and you both looked so sweet and content. You were an only child who had no experience with babies and yet you leaped with both feet into the pool of fatherhood. The kids and I are lucky, blessed, happy to have you in our world. Happy Father’s Day.