SUNDAY MORNING

Back after a quick trip to Illinois for my sons 34th birthday. Hard to believe my daughter is 38 and my son 34. Where does the time go? The older I get, the faster it goes, which is probably something you don't want to happen. Anyway, we had a good time. Ate at his restaurant, had the best filet I've ever had. My wife had salmon done on a cedar plank. He's a great chef. Wish I could say I taught him everything he knows. He grew up to be a good man. This Sunday morning, I'm proud to have had a little to do with that.