At many times in my life I have given much thought to the serious issues of science, religion, God, philosophy, and why I do the things I do. Analyzing everything seems to be an obsession of my family. Of late, I have decided to delve into the deep issues once more and divulge my unique disposition. (Which may not be as unique as I think) Today, while I pondered weak and weary upon my forgotten book of lore, my daughter asserts her presence by speaking to me through a stuffed giraffe called Doctor. She insists I say hello and have a rousing and meaningful conversation. As I spoke to Doctor, I realized that all the questions I endeavor to answer and their respective meanings are not worthy to be compared with spending time with one’s children. It strikes me that if Billy Sunday had acquired this philosophy his children may have turned out differently. Losing one’s children to other pursuits in life is never a good thing. So I remind you the reader to regard family higher than all other inquiry.