When Daniel walked through the door Monday evening, I was two things: relieved he was still alive, and brought back in time. Suddenly I was in Kentucky again, before kids came along, receiving a beaming husband through the door after his first deer kill. His face was glowing, his chin was high, and his gray-blue eyes were dancing. Only I wasn't in Kentucky, I was in East Asia, and he hadn't just killed his first deer.
He had just driven his first race car.
Click here for the video. Daniel is riding shotgun in the video, and the birthday boy is behind the wheel. It's very short, and well worth viewing.