Hey Folks,
Well yesterday was Father's Day and I had a great one.  Did some chores around the house, got two great presents from Sarah and Sean and had a wonderful conversation with each of them.  I stopped by the office for a while then watched some golf before going to visit our very close friends Linda and Phil.  We rented the little cottage adjacent to their farm house for a couple of years before moving back to our house on Riverchase Trail.  Linda and Phil have a beautiful property that includes a bold, clear trout stream called Pine Orchard Creek that runs right through their back yard.  There is an old locus board bridge the spans the creek.  Linda and Phil  use the bridge as a gathering place to sit and watch the world go round.  It is a wonderful experience to listen to the water tumble down the creek in the shade of a big Sycamore Tree as the sun goes slips into the western horizon.  Of course a glass of wine just makes the vibe that much better :-)

Left to Right: Casey, Phil, Linda and Jack.  That's Helen's wine glass in the foreground and the creek behind us.
Sunset on the Bridge.

Naturally on Father's Day I think of my Dad Gerard Rielly.  He was one hell of a guy and of course I miss him.  So many things he said have stayed with me.  One of his favorite expressions was "Don't worry, the worse that could happen is you could die".  By that he meant to point out that it is silly to worry about things that are inevitable.  When I told my friends Jim and Walt about my diagnosis I said to them "it's not news" meaning that we will all end this journey on earth one day so why get uptight about a diagnosis that may (or may not :-) lead to something that is going to happen anyway.  Thanks Dad, for helping me to understand that what counts is enjoying the journey and being happy while it lasts.  After all, the worse that could happen is I could die.  Blessings and glad tidings to all Dads out there.
J