Well, primarily it's to see Grandaddy Canada, but in addition to that, it's to enjoy the magnificence of the place in which I was fortunate enough to have been born. For the third year in a row, Cape Breton has been voted the top island destination in North America...
Anyway, when I see things like that, I marvel at my own statistics, and wonder how any one person could have been so cumulatively lucky in life. I grew up on one of the most beautiful islands in the world, was educated in the second-highest ranked undergraduate university in Canada and then the thirteenth highest-ranked university in America (depending on whose compilation you listen to), and moved into prosperity here in greater Houston, assembling a limitless career and the greatest possible family. Last week, Lawrence was asking me if I feel yet like I've given back sufficiently to the world that spawned me. Answer: an emphatic no. I'm not sure what I could possibly manage to give back that would be on par with all that I have been lucky enough to receive.