At a wedding last weekend, the father of the lovely bride and I were sharing memories of that dear girl. The father gave me a smile, put his hand on my shoulder, and said, "Your fingerprints are all over my children!"
What a lovely thing to say! My fingerprints--or the effects of my influence and teaching-- had helped to sculpt his children, and he was grateful.
What could be better than helping to form the heart and mind of young people? Whether it is your own children or someone else's, leave your fingerprints. Leave them everywhere, Gentle Reader. You will never regret it.
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