Enjoy being a dad, time passes too quickly

I’m grateful to my children for raising me. I know it wasn’t always easy for them and I often disappointed them along the way, but I’ve always loved them from the moment my first child made her appearance one November afternoon in 1977.

I was 27, and as I look back on that time from the perspective of the years, still a kid myself. A father in the delivery room was a new idea in those days…