Thursday, December 25, 2025

Open Letter to My Grandchildren

Dear Grandchildren, 

I'm sorry that I have failed you. I failed to impart my values upon my children. I failed to convey just how much being a father has meant to me to me and that the love of one's offspring is just impossible to explain with words. It's a feeling you get the moment you.jold your son or daughter in your hands for the first time.

My values are not complex and for the most part came from my father and to a lesser extent my mother. A few of my values can be summoned up against the background of what is currently happening in America. What are those values?

- Treat everyone based on their character not the color of their skin, sex, physical size or any other feature they can't control.

- Acknowledge that current technology can't turn a man into a woman and a woman can't become a man.

- Note that our countries political system requires the electorate to be educated, moral and believe in a power greator than themselves.

- Understand that all countries are responsible to enforce their borders. If the 1st thing you did entering America is break it's immigration laws you need to leave. Illegal aliens are not migrants. Those who came here during the Biden "migration" need to go home.

The list goes on and on and I'm just tired thinking of all the things we disagree upon that are just fundamental to being a good citizen.

One of my all time favorite pics...

Ponder this... The largest city in America has elected a young man who has never worked a "real"  job other being involved with politics. The Mayor elect was born in Uganda and moved to South Africa. His family "left" South Africa when he was seven. He graduated from the Bronx High School of Science, attended Bowdoin College in Brunswick, Maine and earned a degree in African Studies. Fingers crossed he does a great job running a city that if it was a state it would the 13th largest by population.

Grandchildren, my biggest life failure is not teaching your mother that they were the greatest thrill of my life. Nothing as of yet has come close to the feeling of holding them in my arms as they began their lives.