Well, I am sitting here in my new office trying to figure out what to do. My books are all in place. Judy helped me to rearrange the furniture, so the office appears to be prepared for the next venture. And one of my professors when I was a student at Westmont called me Mr. President this morning. It is all rather humbling, to be honest with you. And amazing. And a little scary. Because in many ways, I am still the boy, wet behind the ears, that my professor knew some 30-plus years ago. 1 Column Content Background Color White Heading...