Each year I ask my best man, Pat Tracy, to deliver a blessing for us. I admire him for his service on the sea, and to God. This is not about patriotism, or a holiday, but to me it is a fitting time for everyone everywhere to pause and ponder, and give thanks as well as just give of ourselves. Neither Pat nor I want to offend anyone who thinks differently, but we do not mind if it sparks some dialog. This is not an attempt by me to impose any religious belief, but it is an overt attempt to reflect on that which we have, and that we can do to make next year a better and brighter prospect for those we care about.