The Point of it All
Posted By Randy on June 18, 2017
Happy second birthday Lukas my Son!
I first met feisty grappler Lukas William Whynacht, second in line to the Chieftainship of Clan LFM, two years ago today, under joyous although more formal and less than relaxing conditions where neither a Man nor his Wife could order a decent drink to toast a bairn’s arrival.
Fresh Son, straight from the womb. The delighted look on Diana’s face belies the presence of the surgical team busily sewing up the portal in her belly that’s big enough to haul all 7 pounds and 13 ounces of Lukas through.
It’s also Father’s Day, Goode Reader, as I speak to you today in my sixtieth year, proud Father of three fine sons sired upon my most splendid Mate. My incomparable Wife, Diana.
Yes. Three.
With no intention to diminish the meaning of this day of days as the anniversary of the first breath to enter the force of Nature that is Lukas, let this stand as notice that regular programming here will be somewhat sidetracked and sporadic for a spell pursuant to the arrival of Maksim Cezary Whynacht whose entire 8 pounds and 1 ounce of himself joined us on 23 May 2017.
Upon hearing the latter news, no less august personage than my Esteemed Friend Master At Arms Jim Keating remarked, in part —
“… The next few weeks will be sketchy as baby breaks into the family schedule. So if the Good Fyght is a wee late, we shall understand ….”
Many thanks Jim, and I would ask the same consideration of you Goode Reader.
I’ll close with a brief clip shot by Mrs. LFM of Lukas and his elder brother Viktor on their first truly up close, full contact meeting with Maksim when he was all of one day upon this Earth. As the title today states, it’s the point of it all, and whenever you find yourself missing me beyond bearing, even in this brief hiatus, please return to watch this as many times as you need.
Certainment!