The year was 1998. As I aimlessly looked around my childhood home in Woodstock, I was blissfully unaware that later that summer, the Dow Industrial average would plummet 512 points. It would be the second-worst point loss in history. Radios blasted Celine Dion's "My Heart Would Go On", which no doubt encouraged the souls that lost so much money. Little did Celine know, her song would not only top the charts, but possibly provide an inspiring message to Wall Street. Those two phenomena, though coincidentally complimentary, were unrelated. Her song owed much of its success to last December, when Leo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet captured the hearts of Americans in James Cameron's "Titanic", leading us to forever ask the question "Could they both have fit?" The answer is absolutely not. Did the Titanic really sink though? Or was the movie based on a conspiracy involving a billionaire's tomfoolery? The world may never know. I was a boy at the time, unable to comprehend these things nor predict that in a few years, the world would go insane over the clocks ticking into a new millennium. We all survived, thank goodness, because if we didn't, we never would have been able to stay here 14 years later. It has been a magical, peaceful place where we were briefly free from the cries of our newborn. We missed her so, but enjoyed an escape together. Thanks for sharing your cabin with us. The time has come to march back into the fray, at the mercy of our little sweet angel baby. Pray for us.