I mentioned my daughter, Judy in the last post and so it is only fair to dedicate one to my son, Richard. Yes, quite coincidentally, they are called Richard and Judy. Richard had such a sunny smile, from the day he was born. We shared a lot together and he has grown up to be fine fellow, full of determination and character. And so has Judy. I am immensely proud of them both. Richard could stand, and walk and talk by the time he was one year old. One of his first words was "more". This next track is unashamedly sentimental; originally made popular by Paul Robeson, this version is sung by Mel Torme with George Shearing on the piano. Occasionally, I need to cry. This sets me off.