The dream always starts the same ...

The bitter, freezing rain that has has greeted so many Chicagoans on St Patrick days past will not dampen our spirits today. Today belongs to our six year old, Karin. And her favorite food that Chicago knows so well - Pizza! As we hurry out to the car warming near the barn, the incessant ringing of the phone breaks into our thoughts. "You had better answer that" Laura said in mock scolding, "We really couldn't expect a whole night without some type of interruption now could we." "OK" I said, "you two get in the car and keep warm and I will be out as quick as I can. Then... Pizza!" Little did I realize that would be the last thing I would ever say to my wife and daughter this side of Glory.