How true Daddy's words were when he said: all children must look after their own upbringing. Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.

Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands.

I believe that we parents must encourage our children to become educated so they can get into a good college that we cannot afford.

Love it has been said flows downward. The love of parents for their children has always been far more powerful than that of children for their parents and who among the sons of men ever loved God with a thousandth part of the love which God has manifested to us?

The soles of Neil Armstrong's boots on the moon made permanent impressions on our souls and in our national psyche. Ann and I watched those steps together on her parent's sofa. Like all Americans we went to bed that night knowing we lived in the greatest country in the history of the world. God bless Neil Armstrong.

To a father when a child dies the future dies to a child when a parent dies the past dies.

What appeals to me? There are things points of view uses of the language habits of dress ways of thought and believing that came to me from my grandparents and came to them from theirs. Things that are of good use in any situation no matter what the future may hold.

There is no word for feeling nostalgic about the future but that's what a parent's tears often are a nostalgia for something that has not yet occurred. They are the pain of hope the helplessness of hope and finally the surrender to hope.

In fact I believe the first companies that make an effort to develop an authentic transparent and meaningful social contract with their fans and customers will turn out to be the ones that are the most successful in the future. While brands that refuse to make the effort will lose stature and customer loyalty.

Parents are like shuttles on a loom. They join the threads of the past with threads of the future and leave their own bright patterns as they go.