Feeling Nothing but Grateful   As I’m writing this to you, I am speeding toward Atlanta at a rate of 556 mph. Currently, I’m 27,988 feet in the air and somewhere between San Juan, Puerto Rico, and Florida. To my left are my oldest and middle sons. To my right sit Ashley, our youngest son and our daughter. All I know is we are somewhere over the Caribbean, and the monitor on the back of this...

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