Oh man, this really hits home. And with father's day coming up on Sunday I'm going to be sure to let my old man know that his long nights on duty have paid off. He never said a word about it, but it's my Dad's caring that was passed on to me and, hopefully, will be passed on to my sons in turn.

It's comforting to know that this felt sense - this need to stay alert to the possible dangers - is shared by lots of us, both dads and moms. Maybe the force of the number of us determined to keep evil away from our loved ones will somehow defeat it - someday. When it comes down to it, I don't fear anything for myself. I have learned that I can take a licking and move on. But the thought of something happening to one of mine. . . The next time I'm sitting there listening to the night's breathing, it'll be comforting to know that I'm not alone.

Thanks, Peter, and Peace to you all on this beautiful day.