A package arrived at the hangar yesterday and when I opened it up, there was this bright red Incredibles telphone! And a Father’s Day card from my oldest son, Scott. He said, now that the Batcave was remodeled, I should have an official super-hero hotline. Primarily, he added, to call him whenever I have PC problems. Ha. Something I do quite often, and he bears up with very graciously. Anyways, I love this new toy to pieces. The entire rotary actually lights up when it toots. And yes, I said, toots. Exactly as it did in the movie. It is so cool. Talk about a son knowing his dad. Ha.

I got another gift this morning, this one from my daughter Michelle. It was a book on
what a father is. Obviously the answer to that is a very complex one, but in the end, it comes down to this, a father is the male foundation all of us build our lives on. What the book also points out is, what makes a father’s heart soar are his children. And in my case, I’m the luckiest dad in the world. Scott is an amazing fellow, with a great sense of humor, a loyal friend to all who know him, a devoted husband
and now great father himself. Kevin is a big hearted musician with a zest for life and all things fanciful. The tatoos that cover his body
reflect a soul that will never-ever grow old.
Alan, well, he went out to Colorado years ago
and built an amazing landscape business from scatch; Yards Elves,Inc. Lots of hard, back-breaking work, sweat and tears. That he is so successful in his community is no surprise to me, the kid has a will of steel. He’s also a loving husband
and super father as well. Those are the boys.
Michelle, whom I mentioned above, is a funny,
giving, larger-than-life force of nature that
amazes me constantly. She’s also a wonderful wife and mother. And lastly, though never least, is my princess, Heather. Strong, independent and kind hearted, she’s working on her master’s now and plows through life like a living dynamo. Am so bloody proud of her, words escape me. Of course it also helps that she’s a major Red Sox fan. Five remarkable human beings who call me Dad. If I think about it too long, it scares me, cause they are my heroes, each and every one of them. God blessed me with them and maybe someday I’ll figure out why?

Valerie and I went and see BATMAN BEGINS this afternoon. It is the best movie of the character ever done. Hands down. I was mesmerized from start to finish. The cast was
superb, the story cleverly thought out (for a change) and the directing skillful. This is the Batman I grew up reading in the comics. Thank you Warner Bros. for finally getting him right.

Finally, here’s a great shot of the old time radio hero, Captain Spectre, as done by Tom Floyd. If you aren’t reading this weekly net strip, you’re missing some classic adventures.
You can find him on my links page. Do yourselves a big favor and check it now.

And that’s it for another week, take care,
Ron. Over and out.