I am burned and my back hurts and my muscles are sore and my throat is gravel, and I could not be happier. This weekend was a dream alive, more than you ever could expect an expectation to come to life. When we spoke of what FalC would be we spoke in lofty, hopeful terms, knowing that if we did this ourselves it would, at the very least, have to be better than so many things we had previously been a part of, and that would be wonderful. But to have the spirit there, the family feeling evident every moment, the performance level be higher than I have ever seen, that is so much more. All right, I have to say it, I was in heaven. Those who know me know how many times I have had my heart torn out by management. Now we can see that, as management, we can make sure that everyone feels far beyond that possibility. I never stopped working, I played to everyone who came through the gate. And I was not the only one. We all wanted it. We all got it. The Universe has, at least for now, adopted us as favored children. Let us continue to work to make our new parent proud. BTW: This was the best 58th Birthday present anyone could ever have given me.