~ Don Corleone to Johnny Fontane
Last weekend, I had the privilege of becoming a godfather once again. My eldest daughter, Emily, and I took a great father-daughter trip up north for Weston’s christening. Weston’s parents are close family friends; in fact, Weston’s mother is godmother to my youngest girl.
For many people, just hearing the word “godfather” brings up images of The Sopranos or classic mafia movies like The Godfather and Goodfellas, even though a godfather’s duties have very little to do with granting favors, seeking revenge, or “sleeping with the fishes”.
Sending birthday cards, being a mentor, or toasting my godson at this wedding…that was an offer I couldn’t refuse. And, although I’m proud to be a godfather to two very special boys, I don’t think I would be a very good candidate for “The Don.” This kid, on the other hand, looks like he could be a natural:
“Leave the gun, but take the cannoli” this weekend,
~Bob
