While watching the live action version of Beauty and the Beast tonight, I was at the scene where the Belle and the Beast just finished dancing, and were on the balcony. Belle had just seen her father being mobbed, and the Beast set her free to go save him.

The thought crossed my mind: Beast, you should go and save him too. That looks like a dangerous situation. Don't let her go alone!

As I enjoy another quiet evening on my patio, with the fire crackling away beside me, and the play by play of the Montreal Canadians creaming the Jets in playoff hockey. I am reminded of a night I spend at my Uncle Ron's cottage. Ron is a great guy, and I really looked up to him. I still do, tho we rarely talk. The thought came to mind as Ron himself played in the NHL, and maybe the smell of the fire and the otherwise peace and calm of the evening reminded me.