It wasn’t too long ago we had our first child, a boy.  Like many people awaiting their first born, we were a little nervous and very, very excited.  Of course when the time arrived mum was a little preoccupied but like most fathers who are present for their child's birth, I made a conscious effort to remember all those very special “first” moments in the delivery room: The moment I first hear him gasps for air and cry; the moment I see him with my own eyes; the moment I first touch his skin; and then my first hug and kiss for him.  After the nurses had measured, weighed and wiped him clean, when it was just the two of us in the corner, I finally get to say my first words to him... 

"Hi son, I'm your dad.  Whatever happens from here on in, don't ever forget that the only thing that matters is your ability and courage to think freely.  Your life...and how you live your life, depends on it, but I'll help you son...for as long as I breath in my lungs... I'll help you. Love you son".