Since several colleagues and Ukrainian law students have inquired, I will report that on December 5, 2007 I finally became a grandfather--ten days after my return from Kyiv. Our new grandson, James, is healthy and happy, as are his parents, pictured here.
Let this be a fitting benediction on my Ukrainian adventure--to return home to my wife, my children, and now a first grandchild.
Little Man
Little man, so sweet and mild,
The night is cold and dark and wild;
Sleep, our wee December child,
There's time enough for thee!
Time to breathe the winds of spring,
To watch the bird on golden wing;
Time to run and hide and swing
Beneath the garden tree!
And ere you step across the street,
With eager gaze and footsteps fleet,
There's time to hear the Wisdom sweet
At thy mother's knee!
Your future toils may be great,
With stony walls and doorways strait,
But you'll be lead through every gate,
Clutching tight your key!
So, little man with sleepy eyes,
Tiny wanderer in disguise,
Soar in your dreams through azure skies,
So far across the sea!
By Daniel Bay Gibbons
December 5, 2007
