Fierce Kiss Volleys

I felt a kiss from Dad, today. I know it was him because it scared the bejeebers out of me and it was cold persperation on my cheek. I think the hours of volley practice teaches you to catch more than just a volley. Your reflexes are ready to receive the volleys of kisses from "those whose rest is won".

Dad and Baby Ben in '89

Oh happy ones and holy, Lord, give us grace that we, like them, the meek and lowly, on high may dwell with Thee!