“The great Gaels of Ireland are the men that God made mad,
For all their wars are merry, and all their songs are sad.”
GK Chesterton, The Ballad of the White Horse
Today is my sixtieth birthday. As faithful readers of this blog know, I share a birthday with Ronald Wilson Reagan. I have long admired Reagan, the greatest President of my lifetime. Of Irish ancestry, Reagan had the Irish habit of smiling in a fight. A man of strong convictions, Reagan never forgot that his domestic adversaries were political opponents and not enemies. His humor was never mean spirited, and much of it was directed against himself. Completely comfortable in his own skin, he never took himself seriously while taking very seriously what he believed in and fought for. Happy birthday Mr. President, and may there be plenty of good humor in the life to come for you to add to.