The last time I witnessed a shooting star was thirteen seconds ago.  The first time I saw a shooting star was when I watched Jaws for the thirteenth time.  Maybe that’s why my wife and I watch that movie every Sunday while eating pancakes, eggs and bacon.

Actually, I get to see a shooting star each day.  It comes in the form of my wife, my mother, my brothers and sisters and dear friends.  Yet, when you actually wish for one, you laugh and thank the lucky stars you have so many of them.

Merry Christmas