Lilith: Thank you. I am very proud to participate in the coming-of-age ritual of my son, Frederick Gaylord Crane. Frederick, on this momentous occasion, I can only look at you and see that innocent, chubby-legged toddler who once danced naked at the Boston Pops. The little boy whose favorite meal was "buh-sghetti." I can't count the number of bedtimes we spent cuddled together reading The Cat in the Hat. "The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play, so we sat in the house on that cold, cold wet day." [breaking down in tears] Don't grow up! Not yet!