On Fathers Day - An Apology to My Children

    Later today, I will do what most fathers do today : enjoy the company of my children and grandchildren. It will be a happy time ,  unencumbered by worry, fear, malaise or financial hardship. I don’t deserve it.
    This is not about self-flagellation or psychotic guilt. It is about failure on the most basic level, individual failure.  A fathers responsibility goes far beyond food, clothing, shelter, education and nurturing. Those duties I performed respectably, I think. Perhaps this was the tunnel that blinded, and wedded, me to my ongoing failure, and perhaps ultimately set all of you up for failure.
    My stewardship of the planet has been an extractive, destructive and debilitating display of usury. Your legacy is a toxic, smoldering world of violent recrimination.
    This was my watch, my One Chance Fancy. I let you down, and I am sorry.
    I can spend the rest of my life with my head held down in shame, but that’s not me. I am an American. We can still change the world, for the better.
    I will clean up some of this mess before my time is done. That’s the promise of my apology.