There is a trend that I’ve noticed in my family. It seems that certain traits will actually skip a generation. Take, for example, poker. Traditionally I’m known as a bit of a “Hail Mary” gambler who’ll take some calculated risks and many more not-so calculated. My Grandfather’s nickname is “Sitting Bullshit” for much the same reason. My father is about to enter a poker tournament in Utica and is very much the opposite player.

Jenn will tell you the other trait my father is known for is his non-stop working. She’ll also tell you I didn’t receive that trait. Here’s to hoping Ryan learns to hold the broom a bit longer and fold the pair of twos much sooner.