My thoughts turn tonight to my youngest, Emily. The one perhaps the most like me, which may not be a compliment.
I enclose a picture of her that made the top of the fold in the Seattle Times, when the WTO was in Seattle.
She's the one that isn't shielding her face.
And the song, by the Cranberries, which always make her think of me and my other girl.
Love you kids, all of you.