Moms Are The Best. Dads Too, Usually.

I had an unexpectedly great Mother's Day, believe it or not.  My sister (herself a great mom) had a brunch at home with some of her amazing female mom friends.  It was all very pleasant.  I drank one beer.  I got to watch the Orioles actually win a game.

My own mom died when I seventeen, of cancer.  It was the month before I graduated from high school.  It was 32 years ago.

I look at that number "32" and I swear someone must be trying to play a trick on me.

Anyhow, best wishes to all the moms, and dads, and kids, and orphans out there.