In memory of my oldest son Andrew

I am not normally at a loss for words, but today it's hard to communicate my feelings about my oldest son on what would be his 22nd birthday. It seems like yesterday that he was born at a hospital in northern Germany. But, his life was short -- only 11 months. Born with Edwards Syndrome, Andrew surpassed the medical expectations of most with his genetic disorder by living that long.

It has taken years for me to overcome the loss of Andrew's death. And, today, I have to admit that I still miss holding him in my arms. His birth has always made the holidays difficult for me, but I have to thank my second wife, Jackie, for helping me overcome his loss.