I have one child, a daughter, who is a senior in high school this year. She sings in the school's select choir and she's also a piano accompanist for them. They'll have done 21 concerts by Christmas day and I'm trying to see as many as I can. I usually arrive early at these concerts if I'm dropping her off, which gives me time for a pipe and some reflection. This is it. At this time next year she will be off on her way to college and the rest of her life. This is the last year of her childhood. I'm sad, I'm proud, I'm hopeful, I'm confident and I'm smoking D&R Ramback Balkan (that I slow stoved) in an old GBD pot.