To the bestest boy in the dark world and wide. May he grow up repeating none of my mistakes – and reaping only the benefits of our family’s genetic code. May he grow to be as wise as Gandalf and as cunning as Till Eulenspiegel. May he have good health, good friends, good beer, and infinite luck with the ladies (or one particular lady he may come to fancy).
I will never forget the day he was born – I saw him held up behind a glass screen by a grinning candy-striper, screeching out an aria – the day my life changed, our life changed.